Seaside description

It is a windy sunset, with lots of coconut trees growing sideways.The sky is like a painting, from the dark blue to purplish-red, and no sun can be seen. Many coconut trees are to be seen along the shore, tall, short, straight, sideways and many various sizes. It was a calm seashore and there is a hut built near the sea, with a long wooden bridge connecting it to the shore. A few more of these hut are also found further away down the seashore.
There are little children walking along the sand, stopping every so often to pick up a small rock-pebble-stick- anything they find interesting. I can see an elderly couple walking a long the sand, a yellow labrador running happily ahead.The smooth weathered rocks of the cliff side whisper in the wind.The crisp seaweed pushed onto the rocks by the waves, lay baking at the sea's edge, occasionally moving with the tide. The clear blue sea's waves rattle the tiny pebbles embedded in the golden sand. The foam from the waves cover a small child's forgotten sandcastle, bringing it down with a dull crash. The high tide pushes back the crowd of people to the beach's edge. Ice cream stalls and candy floss stands wafts a sickly sweet smell of sugar to a group of little children, who pester their parents for an ice cream in loud, whining voices that carries across the beach. The clinking of glasses at the bar and the low hum of conversation mingle in with the loud seagull's squawking. The swooping of the gulls to capture food littered across the sand scare a couple of people into dropping their ice creams and hotdogs.
The Smell of salt consumes me as the water splashes along the sandy shores.