Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-40 p.m.!
It was so warm, so bright.
A ladies sports team were using the beach at the bottom of the access ramp as some dirt of open air gymnasium.
Up on the promenade, a Little Tern Warden stood chatting as the birds themselves, took the chattering option.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
There was a lovely, welcome breeze off the sea.
A few people milled around.
It was like a summer's afternoon.
The light and space were both very welcome.
The tide was a fair way out.
They headed south, bold sunshine shadows led the way.
Up the sandy slope with beach stones.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added stoned.
He patted
THE
stone.
They stayed a while.
The evening, the beach were gorgeous.
In time they headed back.
"See you mate."
Skylarks sang farewell as they returned to the beach.
They meandered back towards the village.
BEACH BUOY.
