Friday.
Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog parked up in Seaton Park Car Park.
It was 8-24 a.m.
Team One Black Ear were already off the beach, heading home.
Distant waves were shared across a busy road.
Beach Buoy and the dogs headed down the beach access ramp.
The air was very cold.
A breeze blew from the north west.
The tide was more in than it was out.
Various people with various dogs walked varying directions.
Sea birds of all sizes and shapes seemed to want to be by the sea today.
The Lazy November Sun.
A couple walked the water's edge up ahead.
Clouds drifted here and there.
The dune edge looked like sponge cake dusted with icing sugar.
It was frost.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 9-10 a.m.
Beach Buoy sat on a double-planked seat.
The sea was gorgeous.
Up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
"See you mate."
They slid to the beach below.
They marched to the north.
The man with a flamboyant hat went by with his two Barrel -Bellied Spaniels "chocks away."
Tails spun.
The Clock Tower and the Moon.
BEACH BUOY.
