The Beach Shop

Maritime, Decoration, Deco, Decorative, Housing, Shell

The second Violet walked into the shop she could smell the sea. The salty tang lingered in the air, drifting off from items that had just been disturbed by the warm wind she had brought in with her. With her eyes trying to take everything in the crowded room, Violet weaved her way towards the shelves displaying shells, driftwood and other interesting things from beach combing.

Her mind began to race of all the things she could make and stage to paint. Glancing around she spotted a pile of small wicker baskets next to the door. Doubling back, she picked one up and began filling it with whatever caught her fancy.