Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-05 p.m.
A strong wind blew from the west.
Windswept Teenagers sat in a group on the dune edge.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed south.
Beach Buoy had two hoods up with his hands buried in his pockets.
He was on auto-pilot.
The remaining Little Terns were down by the sea,
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route.
The height of the dune edge offered shelter from the wind.
"Evening Mate."
It was 7-30.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
Skylarks swooped up above.
"See you Mate."
They returned to the beach.
They wandered back.
BEACH BUOY.
