Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-29 a m.
The morning sun shone down on a sparkling sea.
Waves broke gently onto an almost deserted beach.
High tide had been at Subaru o'clock;5-55.
A man walked to the water's edge with his dog, only to return to the car park once the water had been reached.
A lady headed to the dunes with her two dogs.
Heard before they were seen, around twenty five geese flew over the dunes before following as one to the sea a short distance offshore.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south as a one man, three dog 7 a.m. club were heading back to the north.
It was a jeans and single hoodie day; perfect.
A Border Collie approached
It was more white than it was black
A lady in a light coat, with lighter hair said
"Sorry."
"No worries."
The 7 a m. Club had moved up to the dune edge. The dig owner was litter picking as he walked.
A litter picking grab was raised as a hello
"Morning Paul "
"Morning."
They headed off in opposite directions.
One part time member of the 7 a.m. club caught Beach Buoy up, with his large white retriever.
They discussed how lucky they were to live by the sea.
To see the Dolphins once they arrive.
They too then went their separate ways.
The gentleman continued south, his dog too with a beach-found ball donated by Beach Buoy.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy placed five stones on the stack of stones.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy savoured the beach scene
The sea folded into the beach.
Skylarks sang.
Sand Martins danced a zig- zag dance.
Beach Buoy drank coffee.
Another Dog laid restfully on the dune sand.
Beach Buoy savoured warm sunshine on his face.
They headed back to the beach.
They began a slow walk back by the water's edge.
A lady jogger headed south.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog dawdled along to the north.
In what seemed like no time at all, the lady jogger had overtaken them as she returned north too.
They cut through to the west.
They joined the promenade by springing over the wall at the south end
To be honest it was more of a vocal parachute roll.
They headed for the van, passing information boards and a coughing man as they did so.
BEACH BUOY.
