Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-56 p.m.
It was sunny.
A nice breeze blew from the west.
The tide was way out.
They headed south.
Push bike.
A family walked a kite back to the car park as if it were a pet.
"Evening Mate."
It was 7-20.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted the stone.
He sat with a dog at either foot.
Someone had been moving stones near the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
It was even more stable now.
Beach Buoy listened to the Skylarks.
He watched the cloud shapes.
A clown become a big-beaked bird in a canoe.
A cloud heart sailed by.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
A slow walk back.
The beach seemed vast.
So lucky to live so close.
BEACH BUOY.
