Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog parked up in Seaton Park
at 1-40 p.m.
It was Sunny.
They headed to the beach.
They went southwards.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was on show.
They crossed patterned sands.
A lady sat on the rocks, like a Mermaid waiting for the sea to come and collect her.
A Doodle Dog Pup called Bobby ran over , causing dog lead chaos.
All was good.
Bobby and his owners took the lead of a different kind.
Beach Buoy glanced back towards the Village.
One house.
One window seemed to have stolen
The Sun?
Beach Buoy and the dogs headed along the "easy" route.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-23 p.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Billy Buoy had ended up on the beach below.
Beach Buoy to the rescue ...
That's better.
Old Man cloud looked North.
A dog lay either side of Beach Buoy's feet, sleeping.
The Sun was warm.
The sound of the sea relaxing.
Beach Buoy nodded for a while.
He woke.
He stretched.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
A lady in red walked by the sea.
A couple sat with their dogs on a driftwood bench.
A litter picker picked the strand-line like a shoreline bird.
Others headed south.
BEACH BUOY.
