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| Beach Buoy arrived with one Dog at 18-04, that in between time. Some coming home from work, some getting ready to be that weekend person "It's who I am." they say as they ready themselves and wait for the Taxi. The Sun was out but there was still a Northerly Breeze. They bumped into a Man and Dog. He laughed at Beach Buoy's stubborn little dog, getting dragged along the sand like a water ski fail, once it saw him and his companion approach. The man said he thought he married someone like that! Beach Buoy told the man he that he thought stubborn dog was really a Cat in a Dog suit... |
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| Beach Buoy spotted this and picked it up on the way back as part of his #2minutebeachclean |
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| Around a hundred Seagulls had a feeding frenzy at the Sea Serpent about thirty more stood at the water's edge Beach Buoy imagined them putting a wing up and saying "I'm stuffed mate, couldn't eat another thing!" |
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| A Lone Fisherman stands in the distance at the water's edge. His two rods were much further back, so much so Beach Buoy had thought he was just waiting for the tide to get closer. |
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| Down by the Gare there were tangles and twists of Dark Seaweed looking like slain creatures from the deep. Beach Buoy headed back and the Lone Fisherman returned to his Rod Stand,Umbrella and Dreams. |
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| Beach Buoy; with head in the Clouds spotted a Seafarer looking down at the Beach, perhaps wondering if the Fisherman was having any luck? There were so many different Clouds and Beach Buoy had a story for every one of them. |
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| Halfway back along the Beach Buoy fumbled in one of his Beach Bag pockets and pulled out his snood; the breeze had freshened. "That's a Top Coat warmer." Beach Buoy thought to himself. |
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| It was still early but time to get back. The short shorts Jogger jogged North. A lone beachcomber headed the same way at a slower pace. She wore black but the inner of her inside out hood was red and from a distance looked like a tail light. BEACH BUOY. |
