Beach Buoy was up at 4-44 a.m.
Another Dog showed no interest or intent to go on the beach.
AGAIN!
It was 5-50 when Beach Buoy stood on the beach alone.
The Sun came out.
He headed south.
The sea was calm.
Waves rolled in, gently.
Hundreds of Shellfish lay on the beach.
Sand Martins were digging their burrows in the dunes.
Plenty of space to the north.
Beach Buoy headed south.
Team one black ear passed.
Beach Buoy explained why he was dogless.
They chatted about kidney stones and dead dogs.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 6-41.
Beach Buoy sat in the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
He drank coffee.
"See you mate."
He wandered back the van.
BEACH BUOY.
