In February there was not a lot of seaweed washed up on the beach at Oxwich Bay. Strands of blackened and sun-dried wracks coiled around accumulations of seashells. I imagine that there are extensive colonies of weed on the rocks further out in the bay but they are still growing and not so abundant and susceptible to breaking off with wave action till a bit later in the year. The number of limpet shells on the shore reminds me of a lovely book called Listening for Limpets written by a Gower poet Linda Dobbs.
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