I think that my love of seashells must go even further back than I had originally thought...
My mother had this sewing basket while I was a young girl ~ and I, for whatever reason, was enamored with it! I'm talking pretty young here - like 4 or 5! I loved the variety of the seashells and just how beautiful I thought they were. (see photo of my "cursive writing" as a 4 year old on the inside lid of this basket).
Since my mom always knew how much I loved this sewing basket, when she was ready to "give it up", she gave it to me!
I absolutely love it and I display it as an objet d'art in my house! (see photo of maker label).
Isn't it funny how/where your love of ANYTHING develops??