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| 5-20 pm. It was a mild day with an even milder breeze from the west. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed for the water's edge. The sea was an artist's pallet of colours, an artist who had been trying to capture the sea in every detail, shade of colours of blue, green, grey and turquoise. |
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| A lady went by. She was wearing a backpack. She alternated between walking and jogging. |
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| Thankfully the beach was not too busy. |
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| Someone had a strong opinion on 5G stating that it was Satan's Weapon |
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| They walked to the grey rocks. The two young terns from the other night were there. Beach Buoy wasn't sure if the were Little Terns or just Terns that were little? |
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| They sat on the dune edge, watching the parent bird return to the young birds to feed them. A Crow that came into the adults airspace was chased by a little bit of dive-bombing. Stubborn Dog fell asleep on the patterned sand; sand patterned by earlier heavy rainfall. They headed back, leaving the Grey Rocks to the two young terns and two Hook a Duck Seagulls that bobbed about on the sea's surface. |
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| A man with two Yorkshire terriers passed. He headed to the Grey Rocks and proceeded to have a sit and think! A wet dog ran by, also heading South with its owner a little way back to the North. The dog was a Rusty Coloured Spaniel..... its all of that salt water that does it. |
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| They spent some time down on the promenade, resting on its wall. The Church Bells rang seven. Beach Buoy headed back to the van.... for anyone interested Beach Buoy had just purchase a drive away awning for the van. She link below. Driveaway awning BEACH BUOY. |
