Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-18 a.m.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple weren't far behind.
The lady who once fell off her bike was walking the Esplanade with three for company.
The Sun was out.
There was a lovely cooling breeze from the west.
A Twitcher sat at the nest site fencing.
Some stood by the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed for the sea too.
Team One Black Ear went from dune edge to the Esplanade.
The sea front.
A small glass tile.
From bathroom to beach.
Beach Buoy scattered a capful of seed for a lone Crow.
A sad looking stone shouted.
" Can l be suitable?
Can l come to the stack too?"
It was and did
Six suitable stones it was.
A lady passed by.
Talking, phone in hand and hair in a bun.
Her dog followed.
A Lapwing went north above the dunes edge.
Three Sand Martins did too.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
Sturdy stones x 2✅
Place on sea defence ✅
Up the small slope.
Beach Buoy added six suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-59.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He scattered some seeds for the birds.
Sit and think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Sun on face.
Refreshing breeze on back.
He listened to the sea and Gulls.
A distant Cow mooed.
The sea sparkled like butter wouldn't melt.
We know the truth.
"See you mate."
No sooner we're they back on the low level route, Crows had landed up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
The Council Tractor headed south.
It left those lovely tracks.
Ted "the terrible." and owner were up ahead.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy walked the track pathway.
He can be quite predicable at times.
I know him well.
Paul.
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