Planning a field trip is tiring. Somehow, each year I forget this. Once I came home I decided that I would give myself the night.
When I got home from my trip I set out my sand and shells form the Meditteranean to dry. Since it is now Tuesday, I figured they were probably dry enough that I could bottle them. I spent about 20 minutes picking the shells to place in the jar and trying to fit the sand in the small mouth of the bottle. I bought the little bottles in Arles for 2 euros each. I enjoyed "playing" with the sand. It is very soft and much darker than other sands I have collected. I can see how people enjoy keeping zen gardens where they rake the sand. There is something theraputic about it.