Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-10 p.m.
The tide was high.
A Jack Russell called Fred said hello.
Fred ran back to his mam on the dune edge.
They all headed south.
Together, alone.
A metal detectorist wandered about.
6-34 .
"Evening Mate.'
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
No coffee tonight.
They stayed a while watching people and dogs come go.
He watched the sea.
A lady returned north via the beach.
Her Brown Wet Spaniel chose the sea.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
A slow walk back
Would you rush?
The Sun went to bed.
BEACH BUOY.
