Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog reached the beach at 4-15 p.m.
It had rained and rained for much of the day.
The sun came out in the afternoon.
There was a wind from the south west.
There were very few clouds in the sky, it was all rained out.
They headed south on a beach with a 50/50 tide; half in, half out.... ish.
The soft had gone in the previous days strong winds.
The harder sand left behind was pop marked by today's heavy rainfall.
The beach was wide enough to give those on the beach their own space, should they want it of course.
Two ladies and their Brown Dog headed North.
Beach Buoy was almost in Auto-Pilot mode.
They headed for Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy added seven more beach stones.
"Afternoon Mate."
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy looked around at the dunes.
The Marram Grass looked like a sea of God and Green as wind ran through ran through it, footloose and fancy free.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach, then North.
Up ahead a photographer walked near the water's edge.
Every now and then he would pause, place his tripod into the sand to capture a scene that'd caught his eye or imagination.
They headed back.
BEACH BUOY.
