Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off on foot at 3-37 p.m.
Destination; Beach.
There was a chill in the air but the sun was bright.
It was a while until sunset but the January afternoon sun was already quite low in the sky.
Long shadows crossed the cricket pitch like tall fielders.
It was 3-51 when they reached the beach.
There was a royal bue sea and a light blue sky.
Clouds were few and far between.
A breeze from the west blew across the beach.
The tide was out beyond the Seaton Carew Wreck.
A couple and their small dog went over to investigate.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
Down at the water's edge, a group of teenagers looked out to sea, hands in pockets.
The sun had slipped behind one of the few clouds not long after they had arrived on the beach.
They headed up the Sandy Slope.
As they reached the top of the dunes, the sun shone once more.
They felt like stars of the show.
4-14 p.m.
"Afternoon Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones
He patted
THE
stone.
He drank a coffee.
He looked inland.
Land-locked wind turbines waved at those out in the bay.
The bay turbines waved back.
A half moon looked down on scene below.
"See you mate."
They began a slow walk back.
A friendly spaniel-type dog came over.
"Norman!"
The brown dog dropped a ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy stroked the brown dogs fur.
It owner came over.
"What a lovely fur."
It'll be full of sand, least l can get the ball now "
They said farewell and headed in opposite directions.
A cluster of clouds of clouds hade formed over the Headland.
They looked like a pod of dolphins.
Before they had left the beach, those clouds had thinned.
The dolphins became a face with bushy eyebrows and moustache.
BRACH BUOY.
