It had rained earlier...
Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off on foot and paw later...
Shortly after setting off, the Village Church Bells rang for 9 a.m.
The rain decided to join them for their walk.
Beach Buoy wondered if the fencing was down from The Little Tern Site yet?
Well, the fence was still there.
Nearby, a trailer was ready to transport it.
A breeze from the south carried the rain that fell.
Up to the dune edge, a man , his mouth and his dog headed south.
9-30.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on a driftwood wedge about a metre long.
He watched the sea.
Breeze-blown ripples ran out to sea.
Random rainfall stopped and started on repeat.
Beach Buoy stood and stretched.
Time to go.
"See you mate."
Back to the beach.
Back to the van.
A man, most probably a dog walker has seven dogs all off the lead.
A pack.
Beach Buoy kept an eye on their location.
BEACH BUOY
