Furbelows and fancies



The forest has been uprooted. The trees of the sea lie along the tide line.  A sprawling mass of glossy green brown, fronds spread out, intertwined. Kelp, wrack, furbelows. A solitary kelp languishes halfway up the beach. Clinging firmly on to the rock, it lies hopefully. Waiting for the next tide to sweep it away and replant it.

seaweed tree

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