Life Slicer Chesil Beach


As winter has fallen, one storm rises to the follow step and the pace in me begins to run.  On Chesil Beach there is no sand to sift, the stones roar and crash on every striking wave waiting for the calmer moments of you and me.

All content and images Copyright © 2023 Lynda Connolly

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