Beach Buoy walked to the beach.
He arrived at 1-36 p.m.
Horse riders on the water's edge or tiny horse riders on the Esplanade Wall?
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
There was a strong breeze from the west.
The horses that had walked southwards galloped to the north.
He headed south.
Up ahead were morning beach regulars.
Team One Black Ear were visiting the beach on an afternoon too.
Milo, their borrowed dog was still in town
The Black Labrador was first to reach Beach Buoy.
He dropped the ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy threw the ball for the big friendly dog.
Beach Buoy chatted to John as he made a fuss of Hugo, the Dog with one black ear.
Just for reference he had a white one too.
They went their separate ways.
Beach Buoy continued south.
Beach fisherman.
Up the small slope.
Two sturdy stones had been added to the sea defence.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-15.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added the five suitable stones.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He scattered some seeds.
He had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Sitting and thinking.
Angled rain fell out at sea.
A lady dressed in black with a black backpack walked southwards on the beach below.
An October Butterfly went from beach to dune.
"See you mate."
Three Crows headed to Stubborn Dog Stack as he left.
He wondered if they were the same three that tend to do the same on morning visits?
They looked the same...
He headed back north.
A Tiny Black Poodle with a bow on it's head ran around Beach Buoy a few times, barking as it did so.
Carry on walking.
Wonderful light lit up the seafront houses.
The later-in-the-day Sun picked out gable ends and angled fronts. Parts that don't catch the early morning or late evening Sun.
It really was as pretty as a painting.
It looked like a Brakesy!
He headed back.
BEACH BUOY.
