Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-16 p.m.
Thanks to a loud car radio, the car park was filled with the sound of
No Scrubs.
The weather was hot hot hot.
A large horse trotted along.
Another Dog sat down to watch the large animal pass.
The sea and sky were blue.
They headed south as they do.
Crows crowed.
Terns turned.
Gulls did what Gulls do.
Beach Buoy stacked Stubborn Dog Stack with a few beach stones.
"Evening Mate."
he patted
THE
stone.
They stood and watched a "flying" ship.
"See you later Mate."
they headed back.
A summer-like sea lapped on the shore as they headed north.
A Large Gull twisted and turned in the sky as it tried to force a Smaller Tern to drop its catch.
Masses of storm-torn seaweed was spread along the length of the beach.
BEACH BUOY.
