Descriptive Writing Beach

Days like this when my body craved the shore. The waves lapped against the shoreline creating an intricate pattern along the smooth, off white sand. The sun shone off the rippling water, its golden light warped and distorted in the azure, glassy waves. Big, soft, puffy clouds floated over the blue skies making irregular shapes. The sight of the sky gave me a warm feeling inside. My troubles, my worries and my concerns, everything was momentarily forgotten as I looked out into the swaying great Australia sea. As I walked along the boardwalk, the bottle in hand glistened off the sun. I could hear the bright blue waves crashing onto the sand. The sun continued blazing, I could hardly open my eyes, the zinced skin on my face slowly burnt and the
Sitting down and enjoying the tranquil setting around them and not having one thought of significance. I watch with fascination at families playing and swimming in the exhilarating water as I too crave join in. Above me the sea gulls saw, hovered and circled around me, diving occasionally, into the water catching the unsuspecting fishes. In the distance I could sense the rhythmic waves murmuring, thumping, and crashing; competing with the sounds of the seagulls. The cloudless blue sky surrounded a peaceful atmosphere at the beach. The baby waves nipped playfully at my toes, tempting, teasing and alluring me to enter the serene, expanse of inviting water. Waves of a deep sapphire blue crept towards me before running away yet again, only to repeat the process in a cycle that causes droplets of salty water to spray onto my bare, sand encrusted feet. I took a minute to acknowledge the beautiful sunset. Smudges of coral, topaz, turquoise and fiery orange blended together to create a sight so astounding it swept me away from the day. As my thoughts ceased, the golden rays glazed my skin and a warm feeling of safety and security overwhelmed me as the sun dipped down below the