Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at 6-23 a.m.
The Sun was warm.
A pleasant and welcome breeze blew from the west.
The Person who walks the car park with headphones passed by.
The lady who once fell off her bike, walked the Esplanade with a companion.
Before heading to the beach, Beach Buoy chatted to Scruffy's Mam and her friend, the lady with a greyhound.
The Sun was already high in the sky.
The Little Terns were chattering.
Team One Black Ear were on the beach.
The 7 a.m. club were heading back north.
Distant waves were shared.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
An elderly lady sat on a driftwood bench.
From a distance it looked like she was remembering childhood beach visits.
They headed south along the water's edge.
Looking back to the village of Seaton Carew.
Team One Black Ear were heading back.
They stopped to chat, before each going their own way.
Beach Buoy paused.
He placed a hand on his forehead to create a makeshift cap peak.
He looked out to sea to check for dolphins.
They continued to the low level route.
Sand Martins swooped.
Skylarks sang.
On the beach, the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple turned at the grey rocks to head north.
Ruby up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-04 a.m.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
Sit and think.
A Sand Martin flew by.
Beach Buoy closed his eyes for a while.
He let the Sun warm his face.
Open eyes saw Little Terns drop from the sky.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
Mr Gunn/Lunn and excellent dog Alfie were heading south.
They paused to chat.
Both confirmed how lucky they were.
Health.
Sea.
Sky.
BEACH BUOY.
