Descriptive Essay Beach
Factual/Beach Clamouring out of the car after a ten hour drive you still manage to feel refreshed by your idyllic surroundings. You are greeted by the birds' soft singing, the lulling of the wind whistling through the majestic tree branches and the placid murmuring of the flowing rivers. The sense of euphoria that comes from escaping the dense city smog arrests you. You are in Putsborough, the serene hamlet, located in North Devon. What welcomes you here is a three mile stretch of award winning scintillating sand encompassed by two pivotal headlands, owned by National Trust, reaching out to sea. The beach is enthralling, conjuring up memories of sandcastle building, sun cream smells and the airy, saccharine taste of candyfloss. Putsborough Sands, which is dog friendly, becomes Woolacombe beach when it reaches the bustling town of the same name, beside Morte Point. Carefully placed, surrounded by rolling hills; a sublime locations for walkers, surfers and families alike.
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The intense salty taste of the ocean lingers on your lips and the poignant smell invades your nose. I believe there is no smell anyplace else on earth that can establish a place as profoundly as the salty air of the ocean, nowhere where the air holds as much fragrance and warmth, nowhere quite like here. Each wave becomes a curling finger, brushing every stone with a gentle caress, creeping up the beach, reaching out to your feet, tickling them, turning them to ice cubes. The placid metronomic
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Ask any of your friends or family what they think of when you mention hot Summer days and I'd guess they are like a lot of mine and immediately picture beaches. Some of them may think of the always warm climates of San Diego, Miami, or even Hawaii. Some might even venture to dream of the sands of the French and Italian Rivieras. What I dream of though is just a bit different. I always imagine the words "beach day" scrawled in the sand with pieces of seashells underlining the letters somewhere along the Pacific coast of Oregon. While the western half of the state is known for its cooler and wetter climate, the Summer season can be quite temperate and makes its beaches a perfect destination for escapes from the high heat. Once you get there, in addition to simply enjoying relaxing in the sand and splashing in the water, you will find plenty of activities along the way to make many new Summer memories.
Start at the northern end of Oregon's portion of Highway 101 and you will find Astoria. If you are of the generation that embraced the now classic "Goonies", you will find yourself recognizing this location immediately. Much of the movie was filmed here and there is a yearly Goonies Day celebration every June. Even if you are not a follower of the cinematic history of the area you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the surrounding ocean and mountains by climbing the spiral staircase of the 600 foot Astoria Column. The Column was completed as a marker commemorating the first
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A dark lane, dark towers and a pitch gloomy sun passed by me as I followed my path beneath a cloak of darkness. As I walked down Grey Street, I outstretched for that recognisable wall but didn't find anything to guide me further. Through walls, through windows, perhaps right beside me I was exposed to expressions reverberating in puzzlement.
As I carefully strolled down the lane, I know you sympathised me. Your glorious gift allowed me to see the elegant and vibrant horizon, disperse into a brilliant mixture of colours alongside the glimmering crystal. As the unforgivinglight exposed the world's paleness and blemishes, I know you had the gift of seeing the specks of sand flicker above the ground, For I was trapped in darkness....show more content...
In my frantic surge to escape from my nightmare, I grasped my lantern and tossed it across the ground. I felt no remorse as I heard it smash into tiny fragments along the grey tiles. What good was a lantern when light failed to exist? My mother swept the pieces to the side of the household and sat by my side As I glance upon herface filled with emotion, nothing but darkness watched down on me. It was a silent reminder that I would never see her expression again; that I would never see her giggle at times of pure joy. At that moment my entire body filled with agony. When I asked her if all had been lost, I heard a calm yawn as she drew me into her arms. She told me that there is no light without darkness, that my ability to choose my answer; to alter my decisions in an unchanged situation will never be taken from me.
She voiced that this world could be sculpture for my thoughts and inspiration. One autumn morning, A minor echo in the distance awakened me. A bleak thin gust of wind swept past my face roaring and rattling along the housetops, as fragrances of peach and jasmine overpowered my nostrils. The vague echo became a vibration as I felt it come closer and closer like the grumble of a hurrying cavalry. The gusty winds sent leaves lightly trembling down onto the ground, making no sound effects. Branches intertwined in and out of each other as if they were in there own private dance. For a second, the world became inactive Get more content
As I stood there, on the beach, glancing at the ocean in awe of the beautiful sight, a sudden gust of wind blew past me. Each individual strand of my hair crossed my face, the sun played peek–a–boo as it made its appearance just above the horizon, as if it were too scared to show its' beautiful light. The smell of the sea filled my nose as I took in the fresh air. The sand was filled with corals, with a collection of many sea shells, all of which had their own uniqueness in shape, size and color; however, the sand felt like a bed full of soft comforters. The way the ice–cold water moved the sand and flowed onto my feet and between my toes, made my heart race. It was as soft and delicate as a newborn; the tiny grains of sand were so fine that it could not possibly be seen without a microscope. The waves sounded as if they were singing a soothing song to me, causing me to look back on all of my past memories and drawing me closer to them. They were inviting me in with their eternal arms, but my feet could not listen because the frigid waves penetrated my feet. It was as if I were stuck. My feet were planted, my feet would not move. It was as if they were frozen to the ground and could not possibly take a step, therefore, I sat down, watching the sun rise higher and higher, lighting up the beautiful morning sky. As the time gradually went by, the warm rays of sun glowed; with a cheerful, good morning, reaching down towards me and shining a beam of light towards
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At night, when you open the door you are greeted by a brisk breeze. The place is relaxed and the soft white sands gleam in the half lit sky, as the sky turns from a bright blue to autumnal colors. As you take a walk along the shoreline, you hear the gentle movements of the sea and the distant sound of crickets chirping and rustling in the bushes. Tasting the salt in the air when you inhale. The sand feels comforting on your bare feet as you shiver from the chilly breeze coming for you. You stop under a palm tree to your right and gaze at the comely sunset as the air becomes noticeably cooler.
Soon the beach is filled with colorful chaos as the autumnal sky turns to a dreamlike blue. Families come to enjoy their day, they bring bright blankets and umbrellas to shade the augmenting rays of the sun. Kids are playing in the refreshing salty sea waters. You go for a lengthy swim and you lose track of time. Feeling hungry, you head back to your beach house. When you retrace your steps you find yourself greeted by a brisk breeze.
That is an illustration of the loosening environment one might experience in Australia. Australia is s Australia provides a variety of outdoor activities. A lot of those have to do with the surrounding beautiful waters. CNN in Australia said, That in Australia you can go swimming with the dolphins, kayak from the oceans to the mountains, feed crazy schools of fish, shower in 104 meter high waterfalls, learn to go sailing in the in the world's best Get more
For this assignment I decided to head out to Docweiler Beach near LAX. I love the beach, not so much for going swimming or getting wet but more to lay in the sand and just relax to the soothing sound of the waves, especially nice in this hot weather. I decided to bring my sister for the ride so it's not to lonely and set up around a more deserted part for more concentration and relaxation. I also chose Dockweiler Beach because there I could get a sense of all the 5 ancient elements all in one sitting, with all the elements interacting. Water clashing against the sand to create a calming sound, the wind riding against the waves causes a cool chill down my spine and the man made fire to keep warm. I can feel the earth element in the sand getting in my toes and all over my clothes to later find more in my underwear. The Air element is strong along the beach, getting my hair all over my face as well as making kites fly high. I see the fire element being used to light the bonfires along the beach to keep people warm on the windy beach or to probably make S'mores. The water element as I can see is the giant ocean in front of me going as far as I can see with no ending. Another reason I don't like going into the water, the ocean is terrifying especially when you don't know how to swim. Then there is the void element which in this case is me and my mind observing this presence and writing it out in this essay. Officially today there is a total of 118 elements in the periodic table. These ancient four elements originated from the ancient Greeks and then the fifth element aether (void) was added by Aristotle. Before the fifth element the first four elements which were earth, wind, water, and fire, represented to the ancient Greeks as well as modern science the four states of matter. In these 4 states of matter we have solid representing the earth element, liquid representing the water element, gas representing the air element, and plasma representing the fire element. The ancient 5 elements are active is every bodies daily routine schedule. It's something we see every day and don't notice the affects they have on us. Looking more closely to everyday life we have earth. Earth is what we walk on, it has a variety of
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The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue–green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever. The sand was a scorching heat, it burned our feet as we eagerly walked down to the ocean shore. Sea oats (tallgrass important to sand dunes and beach plant life) and tiny red and black ants were seen everywhere, covering the sand until we got closer to the sea. Small pieces of bright seashells were scattered all over the place, cutting and poking our feet as we walked around. Cigarette butts and trash from past visitors littered the beautiful sand. The beach was deep, making our feet sink down with every step. Shoes made walking around the sand hard, as they would just get filled with the white sand and make our feet heavier to lift up from the ground. People were everywhere, their brightly colored umbrellas and towels covering the entirety of the beach, adults and kids alike were rushing out into the waves with colorful surfboards and animal floaties. My purple bag chair was sitting just in the right spot for the waves to flow up to my feet and back down again. After awhile, the sand that's being taken in from the soft waves starts sinking the chair legs down. The chair starts leaning forwards, almost completely knocking me into the wet, sticky sand. Brightly colored Seashells come floating up next to me with the crashing waves, where I am low enough to the ground that I can quickly scoop them up before the ocean takes them away again. The beach is full of
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Descriptive Essay– Beach, Vacation
The place where I feel most comfortable is a place where I am calm. A place that is peaceful in its own ways. It is the place to go to get away from all my troubles. It is the one place where I could sit forever, and never get tired of just staring into the deepest blue I have ever seen. It is the place where I can sit and think the best. A place where nothing matters but what is in that little moment. The one place capable of sending my senses into an overload. This place is the ocean.
Just as I sit down on the sand my mind starts to unwind. The many spectacular sights jump at my eyes. As far as I can see there is turquoise water in front of me. Surfers wearing their bright colored suits grab their...show more content... .... descriptive essay .... I stop, sometimes to smell the salty sea air, but mostly to wait for my parents who plod along behind carrying chairs, coolers, and other beach paraphernalia. .... Descriptive Essay on the Ocean .... hold in its deeps? Many a tale has been told by the ocean, whether released from the depths or cast upon the beach. Some of my most .... Descriptive summer essay A visit to the beach is one of life 's greatest pleasures. .... I hear the crash of waves braking over the soft pearly sand of the beach. ....
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By far one of the most beautiful and tranquil places I have visited, the Sea Pines Resort on Hilton Head Island, South Carolina leaves me in awe every time. The overall beauty of the island is second to none and makes you want to stay forever. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, like when the week at the luxurious resort is over. The number of things to do on the resort is suitable for all ages and all personalities alike, from biking, shopping, recreational activities, or just going to the beach, Sea Pines truly does have something for everyone. The Sea Pines Resort on Hilton Head Island is one of the most beautiful resorts on the east coast. Highlighted by its beautiful beaches, extensive bike paths, and world class scenery, this is a place I will never forget. Like any good resort, Sea Pines is known for its beautiful and extensive beaches. As soon as I get near the coast, I can hear the squawking of seagulls, the crashing of waves, and the low chatter of people. As I get closer, beach goers wash off the sand and salt in the outdoor shower, people are ordering food and drinks at the beach house, and kids lug boogie boards and toys off the beach to their cars. A tan, worn wooden boardwalk bridges the gap between the patio of the beach club and the beginning of the beach, gently sloping off until the sand takes over. The sand burns my feet, which is to be expected on a day that's sunny and 95 degrees. An abundance of grassy plants shield my view of Get
They way I see things, life is different at the beach. Time doesn't move hour to hour, but moment to moment. We live by the whipping currents, play by the ever changing tides, and follow the direction of the yellow globe in the sky. In my experience, trips to the beach never fail to make my heart giddy and rid my life of any obstacles, at least temporarily. For me, looking out at the never–ending ocean is like looking through a special pair of glasses. I see the world with a different point of view. Everything seems peaceful and serene; nothing is too troubled and no one too anxious. A trip to the beach will completely overwhelm your senses. What do I get most anxious about when I go to the beach? Sprinting, tearing, racing to the ocean. Regarding nothing but the crystal blue, balmy, water and feeling pure contentment. But in my rush to get to the water, my care for the sights around me seem to slip my mind. I glance around, and at first sight one might see a few teenagers on summer break, in their Nemo colored swimsuits and shameless black sunglasses, gamboling around and bubbling with joy. You might see the few mothers daring enough to bring their giggling toddlers, in bright bubblegum pink hats that match the shade of their sweet, sunburnt, little, cheeks. Look around a little bit more. Open your eyes a little wider. Skim the surface of the water topped with chalky white foam and teeming with meager, little creatures of the sea whose shells spiral around like a staircase in the most grand of castles for the most grand of princesses. Watch the thick, waterlogged sand castles crash against the cozy, pristine sand beneath your feet. Scan the sky and take a minute to notice the alabaster white seagulls that cackle above your head and cheat french fries out of the hands of awestruck tourists. Stare out at the mysterious crashing waves and take note of the ash colored pelicans flinging themselves into the water with a splash and reappearing with an outstretched beak full of terrified fish. Now inch forward into the icy water. Feel the rush of the waves as they try to sweep you into the ocean. Try to stay balanced as the sand teams up with them and races out from beneath your feet. Close your eyes and let the
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Beaches are known for being a place to relax; the beach I went to was a run–of–the–mill beach, tan sand with rocks next to an aqua sea, I was there with my Mother and family on a cloudless day in summer 2009.Nevertheless, we were on the beach, it was filled with umbrellas of all colors, filling the beach like a canvas with hundreds of strokes on it. Starting our trip started with setting up our blanket and umbrella so we could sit down to relax at the start, but we all wanted to head out and swim so I put on my yellow goggles and arm floaters with dolphins on them, heading into the water which was reasonably warm in a 90–degree, cloudless day. Eventually, we were fairly deep into the water, the goggles and arm floaters were making sure I kept above the water as well as not inhale any, it was fun splashing my family or going underwater to test how far we could see which was four inches. Suddenly my Mother had screeched "Just stand sideways, you'll be fine!" abruptly, I saw it towering over us, a shadow coming towards us, I started to run away, or at least make an attempt to. Ordinarily, I would have done as told, but fear consumed me, my only thoughts were heading to shore where I would be safe from the wave, I barely went half a foot away before it grabbed me. The wave grabbed on, dragged me to the middle where I couldn't move up to inhale air or push myself off the bottom to jump, I was trapped under the water, waves above taunting knowing I was trapped. Running
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