findings

A stone just the right size for your hand.

“A dead shark! No, half a dead shark. No, both halves!”

Foot prints in the sand.

Mussel shell striped like the night sky.

Just the right rock to sit on, looking out over the Menai Straits to the mountains of Snowdonia. The sun on your back and your feet in the cool waves.

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