Down past the wildflowers again and onto the beach.
Daisy had a good run about and then she lay down and I sat and we both watched the world go by for a while.
At the mouth of Budle Bay there were waves coming in from the East but also waves coming in at right angles from the North. They crashed and twisted around each other petulantly where they met making a band of turbulent white water with calm water to the east and west.
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