Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark and ruined battlements « Blog Archive « Vixen’s Pixels

To A Father Growing Old Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter

Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.

Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark and ruined battlements

By: vixensden

Category: Photography - 365

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