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Beachy Head

After yesterday's post, I had someone email me to tell me there is nothing wrong with ordinary and I should just keep blogging.  So I thought I'd post some photos I took a couple weeks ago.  I've posted photos of this place before,  It's one of my favorite views in this area.  It's a place called Beachy Head which are the local chalk cliffs and the views are breathtaking (for a Jersey Girl anyway).  There are rolling green fields with a backdrop of the white cliffs and the English Channel.  It even has a lighthouse at the base of the cliffs and every time I go there, I can't help walking up to the top and taking photos.  I must have a million photos of the same view and the last time I went, I almost didn't take my camera thinking how many Beachy Head photos can I take?  I am so glad I took the camera because that day the clouds hung low and formed a blanket in the sky just below the top of the cliffs.  It looked like what you see from an airplane when the clouds are below you.
I took a bunch of photos, but unfortunately, they don't do what I saw justice.  I know people will ask about the flowers and crosses in the photos and they shouldn't be ignored so I'll explain - Beachy Head is not only known for it's beauty, but it also has a much darker side. It's a well known suicide spot.  It is said that one person a week jumps from the cliffs which are about 500 feet above sea level.  You can't go there without having this fact hang over you.  Last summer, an elderly man drove his mobility scooter right off the top - in front of families and tourists on a Sunday afternoon. I'd be lying if I said that I'm unaffected by this knowledge every time I'm there.  There are no barriers.  There is only a rope running across the top and while taking photos, I saw many people go right under it to take photos.  Each time this happened, my heart was in my throat (I bet they got the better shot, but I go weak in the knees just standing behind the rope)!
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