Wendy McBride
I wanted to do a picture of sea pinks, and spent several happy hours searching round the coast just in case. I found hundreds of mounds of little brush like seeds stiff against the November sky, and eventually, a solitary pink flower behind a rock. I had more luck with samphire; in the dunes the greeny-yellow flowers were blooming again amongst their black seed heads. Then it struck me that probably Lucy had been thinking of that other samphire, those delicious salty shoots that go so well with fish. Does anyone know where they might be? As for seahorse, I would like to think he is wound around his eel grass somewhere very close. A magic fish for these magic islands.
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