"...there was only the sound of the sea." Virginia Woolf
"...with the salt wind from the sea." Daphne du Maurier
"The sea, the sea, the sea.
It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in."
"The castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish green waves breaking forever and ever on the beach."
On the far northern shores of the California Coast are hidden, wild beaches. Dark mystical blue water washing onto the seashore.. We gather driftwood and broken clam shells to bring home to Sea Cottage.
washed by the sea
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