Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-15 p.m.
A large group of people and dogs were gathered in one corner of the car park.
It looked, to unknowing eyes, like some type of "In memory of."
type of gathering?
Of course, unknowing eyes could be wrong
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
It was bright.
The sea was wild.
One would expect the wind to be strong.
A light breeze blew with chill attached.
People headed north.
People headed south.
The sea pulled out out out.
The sea rushed in in in.
Scatters of shingle wer laid out like a trap by the sea to catch the unwary.
Out in the bay, Wind Turbines spun like vertical carousels.
The horse, all white had fallen into the sea.
6-44 p.m.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
A lady was down at the water's edge with her dog.
She threw sticks
She took photographs.
She headed north.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
AN IMAGINED POST CARD FROM SEATON CAREW.
The waves said "Hi."
The tide said low,
To the sea, l had to go,
The Gulls said fly,
But l said "No."
To the sea, l had to go.
P.S.
I have bought you a hat."
They headed back to the north.
A family were tempted by the sea's shingle trap.
Screams.
Back on dry sand they seemed to discuss just who had the wettest shoes.
A couple sat of the access ramp, throwing a ball for their two Border Collies to chase.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the van.
BEACH BUOY.
