Beach Buoy and Two dogs arrived at 6-50 a.m. Pink fingers of cloud reached for the Beach. Two Beach-combing Crows, Crowed |
As dawn approached Pink turned to Lemon. |
There was a boat on the Beach. |
The Sunrise Ran to meet me, It met me at the Shore, But it left me wanting, Left me wanting more. |
The Beach-combing Crows followed Beach Buoy along to the Grey rocks and stood like Bookends. |
Beach Buoy loves a Beach Bench. |
How Old? |
Beach Buoy returned to the Beach at 6-20 p.m. It was Cold and Sunny; two hoods went up. Autumn definitely on the way, the next sunrise would be October. |
What do you see? Beach Buoy. |