A day off.
Beach Buoy woke at 4-22 a.m.
Beach Buoy drank coffee as he did the beach blog.
6-04 a.m. - car park.
6-08 a.m. - beach
6-12 a.m.- sunrise.
It was a much milder day than of late.
The tide was well out.
The sea still had "issues" on what was a calm day.
There was the slightest of breezes from the south.
Beach Buoy paused to watch the sun.
Best part of the day.
Another Dog.
A Murder of crows, five in total landed along the strand-line.
Beach headed that way to collect some stones.
He headed up to
Stubborn Dog Stack.
The light was gorgeous.
A distant figure walked the water's edge.
"Morning Mate."
He added the new stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He made good some repairs to the structure.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach.
They checked on Sand Martin Corner.
They began to head back to the north.
Beach Buoy beach cleaned as he went.
Painted driftwood piece are always the best of colours.
This would be that cottage front door.
Hugo the Dog came running over.
His owner; the distant wave lady lady, was off in the distance as were her salmon pink wellington boots.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of Hugo.
The dog owners passed at distance, waving.
Beach Buoy binned the beach clean.
He set off in the van as the man who walks the perimeter of the car park in headphones started his circuits.
BEACH BUOY.
