Some walk the shore in November, eyes to the sand, eyes to shingle, looking for little wave-torn treasures. I am a salt-hag, I haunt the shore seeking flotsam and jetsam signs. I listen for the whispers of the drowned dead. – #EmilyBanting, 1981 #WitchWednesday
Some walk the shore in November, eyes to the sand, eyes to shingle, looking for little wave-torn treasures. I am a salt-hag, I haunt the shore seeking flotsam and jetsam signs. I listen for the whispers of the drowned dead. – #EmilyBanting, 1981 #WitchWednesday
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) November 11, 2020