Descriptive Essay On Beach Analysis
It is summer time, in the middle of June. The smell of the salty air, cool breeze of the gulf coast is enough to make my heart flutter. As I look out into the beautiful clear blue sky, I see it filled with kites of many colors, shapes and sizes. I look off in the distance and come upon a working shrimp boat with its net dragging behind capturing the daily catch, with seagulls flying around waiting for an easy meal. Standing there you can’t help but hear the rolling wave’s crash at the water’s edge. As I walked along the shoreline of the beach looking for colorful sea glass and shark teeth, I observed canopies and tents set up a mile long on the beach. Families were gathered for a fun filled summer day. Children were building sand castles and splashing in the water, people young and old were lying on beach towels basking in the sun, couples were holding hands while walking along the shoreline taking in the beautiful scenery, and ATV’s and golf carts were driving by. I came to a stop for a second and closed my eyes just to take in what Mother Nature has given us, the surroundings were beautiful. It looked like it was a painted picture, while standing there the smell of
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While sitting at the shoreline I am reminded why the beach is my peaceful spot, with the screeching sounds of seagulls scurrying about for food along the shore line, the smell of barbeque cooking, loud music coming from the jeeps passing by, and families coming together. Being relaxed and at peace I allow myself to drift off for a peaceful nap. I am soon awoken by the tide coming in, I open my eyes, and to my surprise, I see the setting sun hanging in the sky like a red-orange balloon off in the distance. I find myself alone on the beach. The surf has ceased to crash on the shores, the placid waves gently roll onto the sand. The sky is transformed into a colorful horizon; filled with endless streams of purple and
While sitting at the shoreline I am reminded why the beach is my peaceful spot, with the screeching sounds of seagulls scurrying about for food along the shore line, the smell of barbeque cooking, loud music coming from the jeeps passing by, and families coming together. Being relaxed and at peace I allow myself to drift off for a peaceful nap. I am soon awoken by the tide coming in, I open my eyes, and to my surprise, I see the setting sun hanging in the sky like a red-orange balloon off in the distance. I find myself alone on the beach. The surf has ceased to crash on the shores, the placid waves gently roll onto the sand. The sky is transformed into a colorful horizon; filled with endless streams of purple and