Beach Buoy started the day with a pre-work dog walk.
It was around 5-30 a.m.
If BMW made wheelie bins...
Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-25 p.m.
The wind was fresh.
The tide was more out than it was in.
The trio headed for the sea.
Clouds to the north were dark and threatening.
It may rain?
Beach Buoy was just going to go double hoodies but a look at those clouds and feeling the wind direction, he opted for his orange coat too.
A plus side of a blowy beach was that there wasn't many people around.
A couple enjoyed the vastness of the space and the sky, down by the water's edge.
The lady with a black dog and a white dog was wearing her compensating bright yellow coat once more as she headed north.
Beach Buoy need talk in bright orange with two beige dogs!
The village looked like the filling in a sandwich.
Beach Buoy had three hoods up, as much to do with the world as the weather.
They took aim at Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy collected some suitable stones.
"Evening Mate "
Beach Buoy added the stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had taken a coffee but was tempted to head back to the van, to drink it there.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
A cloudbow crosses the bay.
The have a flatter curve and are nowhere as colourful as a rainbow.
Lots of brittle stars had been washed up.
Sanctuary.
