I picked up this shell in a shallow marshy crabby area, and said, “Look. It’s a whole miniature world in the palm of my hand.”
Isn’t it beautiful?
A few minutes later two of the miniature decorative ornaments scuttled away and after a few hours of sitting on our deck, there was only one piece of my pretty little world remaining.

*doesn’t want to think where those tiny critters scurried off to or what punishment I will suffer in the after life*