Beach Buoy and Another Dog didn't want the light to "Just go."
They headed for the beach.
It was 6-39 p.m.
The car park was fairly busy.They headed for the beach.
A young lad kicked a Rugby Ball high in the air, fetching it himself as it landed and bounced the bounce that rugby balls do.
A woman sat on the
"377."
THUD!
driftwood.
Her partner stood nearby, with hands in pockets.
Their toddler sat in the nearby pushchair, wondering whose turn it was provided propulsion to his pushchair .
It was a pushchair on firm wet sand
It became a pull-chair as the soft sand came into play.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed up to the stack.
"Evening Mate."
he added and patted
THE
stone.
Here at sunrise and here at sunset.
The light was beginning to fade.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
Bits and Bobs.
A harvest moon wished them goodnight.
It rose from the horizon as they left.
BEACH BUOY.
