Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
They reached the Esplanade at 8-28.
It was an overcast morning with a breeze off the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed for the wreck.
The wreck today.
The old ship was taking on a cargo of sand.
There was plenty of space.
low tides are the best.
Another of the wreck before heading south.
Yet another power struggle...
Eventually they continued south.
The man who once had four dogs passed by with three.
Distant waves were shared.
They hadn't seen one another for a good while.
They headed to the low level route.
A big dog ran over to them.
It was "As daft a a brush."
Beach Buoy gave the dog an ear rub and it was gone.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defence at the base of the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 9-01.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Someone had kindly placed a part paving slab in the sand for somewhere to rest the sitters feet.
After a while...
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds.
They returned to the beach below.
Back along the water's edge.
That random tube.
At times it is completely buried by sand.
It's well over a metre high.
Message in a bottle.
💔
It was a heart breaking story.
The person wrote to a loved one who had died.
They promised to live their life to the full and do things that scare them.
BEACH BUOY.
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