Walking along the sea cliffs towards Stanger Head and the edges are covered in Sea Campion Silene uniflora:
It’s got very distinctive flowers so it’s also known as ‘dead man’s bells’, ‘witches’ thimbles’ and ‘Devil’s hatties’.
It’s related to the Carnation:
It’s meant to be unlucky to pick, but like many superstitions that’s nonsense; unless you fall off the cliff picking it, of course.
Further down the cliffs are clumps of Sea Mayweed Tripleurospermum maritimum:
Its ability to cling on is remarkable:
It’s meant to have a feint Chamomile-like scent, but I won’t be clambering down the cliffs to try it:
There are also soft cushions of Sea Pinks or Thrift, Armeria maritima:
I’m only just old enough to remember coins pre-decimalisation and Thrift was one of the images on the back of a thre’penny bit (a three pence piece):
It’s a glorious evening to be out:
After Sea Campion, Sea Mayweed and Sea Pinks I almost expect the Angelica to be Sea Angelica, but it isn’t.
It’s only when we turn for home we see what an amazing evening it really is:
We head for home as the Earth turns to night.