Sunday.
Another Dog came too.
They parked up in Sandy Car Park around 7-08 a.m.
The Sunrise was just taking place out at sea.
It had been taking place over land for months.
It signaled hope of longer days.
Sunrise time will soon begin with a 6.
A lady with a red coat and Labrador with a golden one, had just reached the beach before them.
They headed to the sea first.
How others see the sea.
The wreck today.
The bright light only lasted twelve minutes.
The clouds would eventually claim the Sun as their own.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog.
Golden Windows reflect the Sun.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-47.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Little Dog.
Big Sky.
There are many worse places to have a sit and think.
Small plank.
Big ideas.
Plenty of rust.
The beach to the north had fallen quiet.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy was going to return to the north but noticed a man and his Border Collie.
They were heading north from North Gare Pier.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog would have ended up with a Border Collie tailwind.
They continued south along the dune edge.
They went by the abandoned camp distant wave.
Red and Black flags flapped on the dune heights.
They crossed the grey rocks to the Tank Traps.
They searched the shingle without success.
They returned to the north.
Two Seals headed North.
Beach Buoy was confused at first.
They were popping up and down as if on a rota.
It felt a little like one of those arcade games where you stand mallet in hand.
Beach Buoy couldn't figure out "it's" sudden change of location.
A Ship headed to the River Tees..
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the north.
People, Dogs, Crows and Gull.
Filter faffing.
Beach Buoy headed back to southern most access ramp.
As he headed up the ramp, a Loss of Metal Detectorists were heading down to join two others.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning.
"Morning."
Beach Buoy put Another Dog into the van.
He rested on the Esplanade Wall.
He could see Mr. Gunn/ Lunn and excellent dog Alfie heading his way along The Esplanade, about to start
their circular walk.
He watched people on the beach.
Trading places.
Beep beep.
Others were up near the dunes.
Even the Little People joined in.
BEACH BUOY.
