sea salt and pink thrift

Take me back to the misty clifftop dotted with bobbing pink blooms, where the wind whipped my face with salt, and the waves crashed down against the jagged rocks below.

Take me back to the sunny clifftop dotted with bobbing pink blooms, where the serene sea sparkled in the sunshine, and the the sound of children’s laughter carried up on the breeze from the beaches below.

Cornish cliffs, pink thrift and sea salt, you have my heart 💕

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  • Beautiful words and photography.. Though the font size on your blog is so small and difficult to read. I hope you’ll consider making it a few points larger? 🙂