Tuesday afternoon.
Another Dog hadn't been on the beach since her eye operation.
It was a lovely calm afternoon.
It was too nice to sit and wait for death-like darkness to come.
Beach Buoy took Another Dog to the beach.
They parked in Seaton Park Car Park.
They reached the beach at 1-45 p.m.
Two Border Collies took a lady for a walk, heading to the beach.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went down the access ramp near to the beach huts.
It was a lovely afternoon.
Pebbles with legs scampered as the sea came in.
It is amazing just how quickly they can run with such tiny legs!
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones under a milky warm sun.
Lots of of shingle scatters had been delivered,
Beach Buoy searched without success.
A random Border Collie dropped a ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy kicked the ball for the dog.
It fetched it, dropping it once more at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy kicked the ball once more.
The Collie's owner was passing by, walking at a quicker pace.
"He's never happy just me throwing the ball. Always wants others to join in."
They headed up the small slope.
"Afternoon mate."
It was 2-29.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Stubborn Dog Stack.
On the beach below, a Parcel of Oyster Catchers watched as a Small Green Ship headed for the river on an August Sea.
She was glad to be out and cone-free for now.
Today, she actually seemed to get it, just what the beach was all about?
Beach Buoy had a sit and think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
It felt so mild.
A couple walked ahead of them.
The lady stopped to face and soak up the warm Sun.
Beachcombers.
A sun-kissed Seaton Carew lay ahead like spring.
A glorious afternoon.
A figure in an orange coat sat on a driftwood seat as their dog dug a dog-dug hole.
They headed back to the car park.
The village church bells rang out for three.
BEACH BUOY
