Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at
5-26 a.m.
Already-warm air smelt like summer.
It was almost still.
Out in the bay, the turbines spun as slowly as a turbine could without being static.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
A topless man walked northwards along the water's edge.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Little Terns chattered overhead.
The tide was more in than it was out.
They headed south.
Footsteps.
There was a light and welcome breeze blowing across the dunes onto the beach below.
A ship headed towards the River Tees.
Still heading south, Beach Buoy turned to the north to give Team One Black Ear a distant wave.
The incoming ship passed the Wind Turbines.
Beach Buoy waited to chat to Team One Black Ear.
They chatted.
Wabbit.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
Two Sturdy Stones were added to the sea defence.
Up the sandy slope.
Skylarks sang.
6-06.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds.
Peanuts were already all around.
The Peanut man had been.
Beach Buoy had a sit and think.
Magpies sat in dunes, sounding like kids playing war games.
Beach Buoy stood.
Team One Black Ear were way to the north.
A man with headphones walked his dog.
"See you mate."
A failed campfire at the site of yesterday's tents.
A man headed south.
He fished as he walked.
He walked as he fished.
Laden down with beach clean items, Beach Buoy headed to the Esplanade.
Another Dog was no help.
It was like dragging a wet bag of cement along.
Her constant Stubbornness was twisting Beach Buoy's back.
Beach clean.
16 Glass bottles.
14 cans
5 Nitrous Oxide Cylinders
( One in bag.)
3 deodorant sprays.
4 Plastic bottles.
1 Plastic Box
1 Plastic Bag.
BEACH BUOY.
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