Beach Buoy locked the front door
at 6-17 a.m.
Off to work.
The sun beyond the dunes called him..it would have to wait for now.
They finally reached the beach
at 4-14 p.m.
It was warm.
No hat.
No coat
No gloves.
They set off.
An old English sheepdog with its old English owner strode by.
They walked south.
It was glorious.
"Afternoon Mate.'
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
The tide was well out.
The bat still had a hint of mist
"See you mate."
They followed horse tracks.
So peaceful.
Seacoal and sand.
Another Dog
An imagined Post Card from Seaton Carew.
Been sunny all day.
Are you still ok to pick me up from the station?
To the north.
The world is large enough to share.
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BEACH BUOY.
