Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog arrived
at around 6-15pm.
There was a wild wild wind from the north east.
Beach Buoy carried Stubborn Dog beyond the soft, drifting sand.
They reached the water's edge, Beach Buoy placed the little dog down on the wet sand.
They headed south; the wind pushed them along.
What a difference a week makes.
This evening there were no footsteps to follow.
The beach was theirs.
Colour photographs, looked black and white as rain fell out in the bay.
Before too long the rain was with them.
They headed back into a wall of water.
As they reached the van, the sun came out to say goodnight.
Sanctuary.
BEACH BUOY.
