Yesterday the sun was shining, the sky was blue and my hubby and I went for a lovely walk over the Sussex Downs to a little cove that we thought was something of a secret only known about by those who live in the area and dedicated ramblers.

We almost had the beach to ourselves and we found a sheltered spot against the bottom of the chalk cliff where we could sit and have a picnic while we watched waves crash over rocks.
It had been a particularly high spring tide that day and the shoreline was scattered with beautiful shells that had been washed in. I picked up a few large ones to take home to use as holders for candles or to burn herbs in on my altar.
Links and previous related posts
Traditional Witchcraft for the Seashore
Oysters, Pearls and Treasure from the Sea
My Home-Made Staff From Beachcombed Flotsam
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