Thursday morning.
Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog had parked in Seaton Park at 8-25.
Minutes later they were on The Esplanade.
Not Not Beach Buoy was heading north towards them.
Beach Buoy gave a distant half wave.
They only ever talked whilst passing.
It's usually a "Morning."
followed by a "How do."
There was a man with a shovel and a wheelbarrow.
He was digging out the Crazy Golf features that had been buried in wind-blown sand.
He collected five suitable stones as soon as was practicable.
He took pity on some Crows that seemed to be struggling to stay in one place on the sand in the strong wind.
He dragged a heel in the sand.
He placed seed in the makeshift trough.
A Curfew of around thirty Curlew flew from dunes to the sea.
Five or six must have tilted the wrong wing?
The were taken by the wind.
The others headed south for a short distance before landing on the beach.
The Piers on the edge of the Bay were all taking a battering.
Gulls hung in the air like clothes on a seafront washing line.
Beach Buoy and the dogs walked the low level route.
Beach Buoy gathered two sturdy stones for the sea defences.
He laid the sturdy stones at the base of the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 9-10.
It was a bit blowy up on Stubborn Dog Stack.
They stood for a short wind-swept while.
So much sand has gone by wind and sea.
Sands of time.
Sea Pottery find.
Back to Seaton Park Car Park.
BEACH BUOY.
















