Snow on a beach

So I packed all my 'rettes into a aluminium teachest and set off down the beach toward the dark stormclouds hanging in the distance. Soon the golden shore began to reflect the sky above, and the sand became smooth grey rocks. BOOM goes the ocean CLATTER goes the stones. I sat on a rock and chuffed on my pipe. Two small dogs came up and began to run circles around me, like a pushmepullyou chasing its tail. I receeded from the coast as the storm came in.