Once again, it was too nice to let the afternoon slip away.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the Park Car Park around 2-40.
A few minutes later, they were on the beach.
It was sunny sunny sunny.
If it wasn't for the lengths of the shadows, one could think it was a summer's day.
Seaton Carew Silhouette.
The tide that was coming in this morning, was going out in the afternoon.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was still at sea.
Beach Buoy was drawn to the water's edge by the Royal Blueness of the sea and the crisp whiteness of it's breaking edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 3-20
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the well-worn plank with plenty of rust.
He sat looking out to the bay.
A Faint Moon hung over The Gares.
"See you mate."
They slid down onto the beach below.
A slow walk back ensued.
The tide seemed to have gone out so far in a relatively short time.
The wreck coming ashore once more.
They headed back to the van.
BEACH BUOY.
