Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
They arrived at 4-29 pm.
A mild but blustery wind blew from the west.
The tide was quite high.
A lady wearing a Parka looked like she had had enough.
She had one hand on her hip as she threw a ball for her tireless looking Dog.
They headed south, near the strand-line.
A red rose laid stranded by the sea, in memory of someone unknown.
Up ahead two fishermen fished the beach.
Beach Buoy gave them plenty of space, before collecting some beach stones for
Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Afternoon Mate."
he patted
THE
stone.
They stood with the warm wind blowing on their backs as they looked out to sea.
A small boat made a dash for the river mouth.
Behind it, a Large Red Ship took aim at the Gares.
"See you Mate."
they headed back to the beach.
The beach gave up a few bits and bobs as the tide retreated.
It was so mild.
Beach Buoy had put on a waterproof coat, thinking it could rain.
He was warm.
They crossed the Car Park, no van...
They headed down Tees Road.
Dotty Dog and owner were heading in opposite direction, on the opposite side on the road.
The Dogs seemed to give distant wave lady-like waves to one another.
The owners did the same
"Hiya."
"Hiya."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
BEACH BUOY.
