Monday.
It was sunny.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went down the access ramp at 8-20 a.m.
The beach hut ramp.
It felt about six degrees warmer than one would expect.
The clocks had gone back.
8-20 today was 9-20 yesterday.
They walked towards the water's edge.
The tide was out beyond the Seaton Carew Wreck.
There was a slight breeze from the south west.
Sea swimmers dried and dressed at the base of the esplanade wall.
Their towels and robes added colour.
There was plenty of space for all.
A man walked his dog near to the wreck.
A Doodle Dog came to say hello.
From ship to shore.
Today's Wreck check.
Photo taken for a possible drawing later.
A man on a mission walked the water's edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the "easy" route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 9-04.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
No sooner had he sat on the well-worn plank with plenty of rust, when a black Labrador came and sat alongside them.
A lady with her white Labrador came along the "easy" route.
"Morning."
"Morning."
The lady and two dogs headed north.
Beach Buoy watch the world and a jogger go by.
In time...
"See you mate."
Back to the beach.
Their sunshine shadows came to.
A slow walk back.
They ventured a little more to the north.
For a photo, for a drawing later perhaps?
BEACH BUOY
