descriptive essay day at the beach
Naomi Blow
Penny Freeland
ENG 1010 P01
30 May 2014
Descriptive Essay: Day at the beach
As the orange hue cast over the gentle sea, the waves sang out a sweet and soothing lullaby – that describes the weather for that day. That of gentle and rhythmic motion or that of crashing in a turbulent motion, as the tide edges forward or the edges retreat. All the while, allowing me to reminisce about my childhood. Memories of scooping up the featherlike sand and remolding it into magnificent images of my wild imagination. The beach really did bring everyone closer to each other and brought back memories of my childhood. Everything was possible at the beach. From the way people dressed to the things they did, it described them and their unique personality.
A warm sensation fell upon my face, as my long hair, laced with blonde highlights glistened and danced in the sun rays, crossed my face. As the sun pushed its way above the horizon, almost as if it was pushing through its own anxiety, to shine some sunlight upon the new day that was gently unfolding before my eyes.
The smell of the salty air tickled my nose as I took in a breath of fresh air, taking my own anxiety away on the calming breeze that gently blew past me through the air, making my heart stop for only a brief second. Water splashed everywhere from the children who had flocked to the beach, with the grains of sand so fine, that it could not possibly be seen by the human eye, making those summertime memories that will last a lifetime. The reflection of the faces from the children are was almost seen as an invitation to frolic in the waves. As the waves smiled back, accepting the invitation to play with those who entered the playground, creating a huge wave that carried everyone back to the safety of the shores. Laughter filled the air. Close your eyes for one second before you take the next step. Savor the moment, do not live to regret.
Penny Freeland
ENG 1010 P01
30 May 2014
Descriptive Essay: Day at the beach
As the orange hue cast over the gentle sea, the waves sang out a sweet and soothing lullaby – that describes the weather for that day. That of gentle and rhythmic motion or that of crashing in a turbulent motion, as the tide edges forward or the edges retreat. All the while, allowing me to reminisce about my childhood. Memories of scooping up the featherlike sand and remolding it into magnificent images of my wild imagination. The beach really did bring everyone closer to each other and brought back memories of my childhood. Everything was possible at the beach. From the way people dressed to the things they did, it described them and their unique personality.
A warm sensation fell upon my face, as my long hair, laced with blonde highlights glistened and danced in the sun rays, crossed my face. As the sun pushed its way above the horizon, almost as if it was pushing through its own anxiety, to shine some sunlight upon the new day that was gently unfolding before my eyes.
The smell of the salty air tickled my nose as I took in a breath of fresh air, taking my own anxiety away on the calming breeze that gently blew past me through the air, making my heart stop for only a brief second. Water splashed everywhere from the children who had flocked to the beach, with the grains of sand so fine, that it could not possibly be seen by the human eye, making those summertime memories that will last a lifetime. The reflection of the faces from the children are was almost seen as an invitation to frolic in the waves. As the waves smiled back, accepting the invitation to play with those who entered the playground, creating a huge wave that carried everyone back to the safety of the shores. Laughter filled the air. Close your eyes for one second before you take the next step. Savor the moment, do not live to regret.