Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-30 p.m.
It was warm and Sunny.
A light breeze blew from the south west.
The tide was well out.
A couple on the strand-line needed to get a room.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the Big Slope.
An insect flew by.
It looked like a model helicopter.
"Evening Mate."
6-58.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on a driftwood wedge about a metre long, watching a beach fisherman.
It was the first hot evening that he could recall in a long time.
The Sand Martins and Skylarks seemed to be happy?
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach.
Up on the dunes heights, teenagers played being teenagers.
A slow walk back.
Out in the bay, Big White Sails on Lazy Yachts caught more sunshine than breeze.
BEACH BUOY.
