My newest buoy booty find

I could smell it before we even got to the beach. Who knows how long it'd been sitting there just waiting for me - how long it's been since a human hand has touched it. It was at the furthest point that we usually walk to - just laying there against a huge rock face - I could make it out from a long way away, a little dot of orange. Originally I thought that it was too small a thing to be a whole buoy, it must just be a part of a buoy. I wasn't planning on walking that far - but I had to go look anyway. And then there it was - a whole buoy - another piece to add to my collection - sorry Dad!


It was just waiting for me...