Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-29.
A lost found Wabbit was sitting on the Sand out of your shoes bench.
It was a mild, milky and slightly misty.
Somebody has left beach toys.
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Lovely rays of light.
The lady who walks the full length of the beach walked southwards along the water's edge.
Up near the grey rocks, they chatted to Team One Black Ear.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The man who once had four dogs walked by with three.
"Morning Gents.”
"Morning."
”Morning Mate."
It was 7-18.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog walked the beach below.
Fishermen on North Gare Pier.
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The sit and think view.
Team Muzzled Dog appeared.
They chatted.
"See you mate."
They continued southwards.
Sand Martins whizzed by.
An unusual little bird with a lovely song bobbed about in the dunes.
They were a pair.
They headed back.
Beach Buoy collected a plastic fish box for the litter pick lady's plastic beach-found toys.
He wrote on the side of the pen with a black marker.
He filled up with today's beach-found toys.
Back to the van.
BEACH BUOY.