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| It was a day off. It was almost mid-day when Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog arrived in the Beach Car Park. (8-15 a.m.) The Beach Car Park extension work was carrying on. Orange clad men, vehicles with Orange lights moved around behind the site barriers. Thankfully only the lights were flashing. It was a mild and milky morning with a slight breeze from the South. |
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| As they headed South, they spotted a number of Oyster Catchers resting, down by the water's edge. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog swung up to the Dunes so as not to disturb them. Once well clear of the birds they returned to the Beach and it's water's edge. A dog-less man approached from the North as Beach Buoy stood to admire the bay. It became clear that the man had no intention of giving the birds a wide berth, moments afterwards they were gone and he had passed by. Each to their own. The scatter man had gone, when a Seal came to say hello. It was fishing in the shallows with a cloud of hopeful Seagulls hovering overhead. No wonder those fishermen on Berwick Pier, back in the summer had called them Labradors |
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| Beach Buoy stood watching as the Seal swam South, then back to the North. Beach Buoy headed back up to the Dunes to add to the stack. Then slowly walked back. The Bay was so Silvery, that it felt like the Moon was covering a shift for the Sun, so that it could have a day off. The Beach was becoming busy. The Village Church Bells chimed for 9-30 a.m. as Beach Buoy slapped his beach boots on the Car Park surface to clear some of the sand from them as his sat on the step of the van. Beach Buoy is not overly keen on Christmas. Such a sad time of year. Too many people struggling, too many trying to cope. At least there are some days off, lighter days are a Seal's whisker away too. Time to enjoy what time there is. Beach Buoy has seen where he fits in the jigsaw and he is OK with it. Life's conveyor belt trundles on, it all depends on which part of the belt you have as a seat. Beach Buoy. |
