Beach Buoy and Another Dog pulled up in the beach car park at 5-40 a.m.
It was around ten minutes to sunrise.
Low cloud lay in waiting to claim the sunrise for itself.
The sea was choppy.
Cold air drifted on the sight breeze from the north west.
A lady with a Labrador headed south ahead of them.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the water's edge.
Pebbles with legs walked it too.
A hole in the low cloud gave a hint of what could be.
The lady with the Labrador has paused to capture the same sight too.
Low tide would be at 8 a.m.
A nice cloud pattern.
"Good Morning."
A toy.
Beach Buoy had thought it was a painted stone at first.
"The easy route."
The Sun was almost clear of the low cloud as they walked the "easy" route.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 6-26.
"Pebbles with legs..."
"Where l am."
Team one black ear were on the beach below.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach and back to the van.
BEACH BUOY.
