Monday.
The first Monday off now that Beach Buoy had gone onto a two day week.
He had used holidays for other Mondays off.
No more Monday morning feeling.
It was 7-05.
It was sunny.
The air was fresh with a breeze so slight it was hard to tell it's direction.
They stopped to chat to Team One Black Ear
As usual, Beach Buoy made a fuss of Hugo the black eared dog.
They went their separate ways.
The tide was a fair way out.
They walked the "easy" route.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 7-27.
He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
Beach Buoy watched the world go by.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
They walked the beach.
A slow walk.
Mr Gunn/Lunn and excellent dog Alfie came from the north.
They chatted before going their own ways.
Geese head south, way up high.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the van, way down low.
BEACH BUOY.
