A evening visit.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at Sandy Car Park at 6-48.
It was a busy Car Park.
Groups of teenagers headed to the dunes.
Little Terns chattered, watched by the Little Tern Wardens.
A Yellow Ship was about to enter the river.
No doubt Jeremy Clarkson sold say something like, It was so yellow that it made a banana look like a cucumber.
They made their way to the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The tide was well out.
A fresh breeze blew over from the sea.
A man in maroon top went from the dunes, halfway to the sea.
He turned and headed back to the dune.
He hopped around as he put on his shoes.
He climbed up the a big slope into the dunes.
Beach Buoy paused.
He could see flashes of white out in the bay.
Gannets.
They walked the low level route.
Beach Buoy could smell the smoke of a camp fire.
Beach Buoy selected two Sturdy Stones.
He added them to the sea defence.
Up the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Across the dunes a small murmuration of Starlings.
Other collective nouns are a chattering or a cloud.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered seeds.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
A new Brakesy!
A long view on driftwood of the scene to the north.
Wonderful.
What talent and how kind.
Thank you Brakesy.
And again...
Beach Buoy had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
A Lone Oyster Catcher.
Two men walked the beach, putting the world to rights.
Good luck with that.
"See you mate."
Back to the beach.
The smell of smoke was stronger.
Back to the Car Park.
A couple headed to the sea.
The lady looked a walking deck chair in her stripey dress.
A Fire Engine was parked near to the dunes.
The camo fire turned out to be a dune fire.
Paul
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