It had rained and rained and rained more.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-48 p.m.
There was a breeze from the north.
The tide was way out.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed along the strand-line.
A family were to the south on the water's edge.
A man and dog approaches from the north.
A man dressed in black faffed on at the dune edge.
Two ladies headed north , near to the dune edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed the sandy slope.
"Evening Mate."
It was 8-11 p.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He gently patted
THE
stone.
A tiny snail was resting on
THE
stone.
The clouds looked ominous.
" See you mate."
They had a not so slow walk back.
They passed the faffing dune edge man once more.
He was sat on a driftwood plank that he had inset into the dune edge
Excellent faffing work.
Before too long, the faffing man was heading north too.
Possibly keen to avoid a soaking should the clouds bring rain?
BEACH BUOY.
