We are slowly learning to identify the different kinds of shells found here on the Sea of Cortez, but its more fun being creative with them, jewelry, wind chimes, mansions, paintings.
Everette hikes the short distance up the hill to Ramon’s palapa because he sees the hood of his truck is up and checks to see if Ramon needs some help. He returns with a turtle shell that now graces the inside of our palapa where we partake of our Daily Bread.
But I make a complaint, that something is stinking in our palapa, maybe some fish scraps from a cleaning job? Maret suggests maybe its the turtle shell. A couple of days later I hear Everette offering to give the shell to Al Wall, suggesting somebody he knows will probably be able to preserve it, getting rid of that rotting smell.
VIEW FROM OUR KITCHEN
Danaka’s hand on the shell gives perspective as to the real size of the turtle shell.