ANGEL WING shells are very special. If you’ve ever found one, then you know what I mean. They are pure white and so beautifully detailed to a degree that is astonishingly close to what we’ve imagined all our lives to be the wings of Angels. Yet they are so delicate we hardly ever see one completely intact.
This is why I was blown away when not just one blog buddy found lots of ANGEL WINGS completely in tact… but three! And 2 out of the 3 found most of them still together! Can you believe that? Both sides!
She said “… these are the tiny Angel wings that we found all over the beach at Salinas Park…there are Angel wings, Campeche Angel wings, Fallen Angel wings, and False Angel wings. We had to be very careful because they are so fragile.”
I saw this picture (above) from Cheri and knew you would enjoy this too. She found these two large Angel Wings on Sanibel but I don’t know what beach. I am so curious, please let us know. Look at all those other fantabulous seashells too!
Okay, this is what topped the whole Angel Wing week. This picture (above) is what an Angel Wing around 7 inches long (maybe 8- I forgot to measure since I was so overwhelmed) looks like when it is dug out of the muck in the low tide flats on the bay side of Sanibel. It is still perfectly intact and filled with mud and sand since the mollusk wasn’t in there any more. This is CRRR-AAAAZY. Guess who found it. MurexKen and MurexAlice.
You see, that wasn’t the only one they found. If I remember correctly, they found around 30 whole ones still attached together filled with nothing but sand and silt from the bay side of Blind Pass at a low tide of minus .50 feet. They rented a canoe from Castaways and paddled to the sand bars that are rarely exposed.
I know they are very experienced shellers and have found lots of amazing shells but I think this will be an unforgettable memory. Angel Wings are special shells and it’s like there was a shelling Angel spreading her wings all along the gulf coast.
Speaking of special, a friend shared this beautiful poem that explains in such lovely words how we feel. Especially after seeing so many wings of Angels today.
THOUGHTS FROM A SHELL COLLECTOR
I love a beach where seabirds cry, Where the shining water meets the sky. Where one can look for shells and things, And gather the gifts that each tide brings. I like to walk upon the sand, Between the ocean and the land. To breathe the wonderful salty air, And feel the breeze blow through my hair. I enjoy the pleasure these things bring, They calm my mind and make my heart sing. And even when I can’t be there, I always remember what the beach had to share. And if you happen to see a shell, I hope this thought you’ll remember well. As I have prized each beautiful treasure, So I value my family and friends in even greater measure. And when the times comes I’m no longer here, Do not think I have left you, never fear. Just picture me happy on some distant shore Picking up lovely things just as before. For I will not have died, nor will I sleep; I will see you again, so please do not weep, I’ll just continue happy in His peace and care Until the time comes when you join me there.
-Betty Jean Piech