It was not long after 6 p.m. when Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach.
No sooner had they reached the sea, when wind picked up.
The rain came down.
Another Dog was crying, so back to the van it was.
There would be no stack visit this evening.
Sand snaked it way south on the beach.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog retreated to the van.
Beach Buoy drank coffee.
He nodded off.
BEACH BUOY.
