Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach quite late on.
Man with a German Shepherd off the lead.
"It's friendly mate."
Yer right.
A flock of Geese flew low over the car park.
They reached the water's edge around
BOB O'CLOCK.
8-08 p.m.
The Sun was out.
There was a nice breeze from the west.
They headed south.
The elderly man with an elderly greyhound
Sat swinging his legs swinging over a dune edge like he was fourteen again.
Meanwhile Beach Buoy played beach bubble wrap with empty beach shells like he took was being fourteen again too.
They shared distant waves.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed the big slope.
The beach looked well.
8-28 p.m.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
A rainbow was up above.
Beach Buoy sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
He drank coffee.
He stood to go.
A man with a rucksack passed by the stack.
"Hello."
"Hiya "
Beach Buoy waited to let the man get ahead.
In time they began to head back.
A slow walk back.
The Sun was beginning to set.
A Dune-dweller stood on the heights.
Sea Pottery.
BEACH BUOY.
