The salty sunrises that go along with Florida mornings are just a small part of the reason why I adore visiting this state so much. Waking up to the sun splashing on my face, I feel warm and stress-free throughout my entire body. When I open my eyes, I see that my previously white, cotton sheets are now tinted scarlet from the glare of the burning sun. I stretch out my sleepy bones and take in the scent of the ocean breeze that has slowly encompassed my space. I gradually get out of bed and walk a straight path to the patio of my hotel room. Since I am on the fifth floor, I get to see the complete ocean view. Looking out at the ocean puts me at ease and makes me want to live here. The ocean rolls onto the sand as if it was gently kissing the Earth and it rolls in deeply, smoothly. It is a bond between two aspects of nature that leaves me breathless with every tide. In the afternoon, around twelve o’clock, I am waiting for my lunch on the downstairs deck of the hotel. I love staying outside as much as I can because of the warmth in this area. As I wait for my meal, I sit at a wooden table and look to the ocean. The sun is beating down …show more content…
In my head, I am imagining how hot the sand will be on my feet. I step onto the sand and feel the scorching grains between my toes, and I think to myself how there is no place that I would rather be than right here. Everything is sizzling, just how I like it. I can see the fumes rising from the sand and I can feel the warm breeze coming from the ocean. I walk deeper into the beach. Scanning the area, I finally find a good spot to set out my towel and to relax. I unwind onto my towel and begin to feel the rays absorb into my skin. Breathing in and out, I feel as if my lungs are becoming thick with salt. The soft roar of the waves is continuous and it puts me into a peaceful trance. Slowly, I fade away into the temptation of the
The cool water felt very refreshing on a warm spring day; however, anything over 50 degrees felt warm to our family who had traveled from the icy Idaho weather. My dad and we five kids waded out to where the water reached my belly button. My mom stayed on the beach. Those of us in the water splashed each other, at moments sucking in some of the salt water. To me, it tasted as if someone had poured gallons of table
Close your eyes for a minute and imagine what I’m about to tell you. Imagine yourself on a boat slowly swaying back and forth, feeling the wind in your hair, the smell of the salt in the air. Sounds relaxing, right? Now imagine heading to a nearby
The smell of the restaurants faded and the new, refreshing aroma of the sea salt in the air took over. The sun’s warmth on my skin and the constant breeze was a familiar feeling that I loved every single time we came to the beach. I remember the first time we came to the beach. I was only nine years old. The white sand amazed me because it looked like a wavy blanket of snow, but was misleading because it was scorching hot. The water shone green like an emerald, it was content. By this I mean that the waves were weak enough to stand through as they rushed over me. There was no sense of fear of being drug out to sea like a shipwrecked sailor. Knowing all this now I knew exactly how to approach the beach. Wear my sandals as long as I could and lay spread out my towel without hesitation. Then I’d jump in the water to coat myself in a moist protective layer before returning to my now slightly less hot towel. In the water it was a completely different world. While trying to avoid the occasional passing jellyfish, it was an experience of
The salty, drifting breeze of Miami’s coast is enough to make anyone's day, especially mine. When I step on the beach, I feel the grains of warm sand squish slowly through my toes. I bend down and pick up a handful and sift it through my hand slowly, feeling the grittiness of the sand with each finger. The humidity in the air is remarkable, no one could ever imagine it getting this hot and humid.
I pull myself from my thoughts as the sky alights into a canvas of pale peach and popping-pink layered over the incandescent sun. It is mesmerizing to watch as the deep indigo of the night sky and the shining silver of the moon fades away into a soft periwinkle. The sun’s rays illuminate the clouds, making them look like glowing coral fairy floss from the town fair. Just beneath the fluffy clouds, I see California surfers sitting on their boards, waiting for one last wave before they
As I stand with my toes buried deep in the cream-colored sand, I gaze at the waves from the shore. They look fun and almost innocent as they crash over one another. I can taste the salt in the air and watch rainbows glisten through the prisms of the ocean’s spray. The warm ocean water toward the shore is covered with foam from the rumbling waves. Young children and their families play in the gritty, bronze sand.
Keep Your Summer Playlist Updated With These New Songs Summer is a well-loved season. The holiday outings, joy rides, occasional barbecue gatherings, poolside chilling, and even the simple weekend jams – they are always a part of our summer experience. To complete the summer feels and make the experience more unforgettable, whether you’re with old time friends or new acquaintances, there’s no better way than to accompany it with new music you’d either love or have a good laugh about.
With more than ten years of wetland related experience, my expertise lies primarily in the areas of delineation, mitigation, and restoration. My academic background is strong in the physical sciences with Bachelors of Science in biology and geology from Western Kentucky University. Classroom learning was heavily integrated with field exercises. Several courses were entirely field based, including a twelve day reef ecology course on San Salvador Island, Bahamas and six weeks of field geology in the Northern Rockies. A solid foundation in physical science and introduction to environmental sampling and collection techniques prepared me for a future in wetland science.
As I walked down the sidewalk, my nose picked up the salty scent of the sea breeze. I looked ahead and saw the gleaming beach in the far distance. Before me, the tranquil city along with the endless blue sea sandwiched the golden beach that stretched across for miles. Then my eyes were grasped by the incredible beauty of the city skyscrapers that stood hundreds of meters tall, and they probably had also captured the sight of many other tourists. Some people were jogging and others were bike riding Just as the yellow sun rises from behind the buildings. It’s easy for many people t...
Walking on a land of gold, the sand being so soft and smooth, glistens as it reflects the suns rays with joy. Cool, light and refreshing, the breeze gently eases up against my skin and glides through my hair, sending a gentle shiver up my spine. The rustling of leaves, small array of birds and delicate splashes of the sea are amazingly soothing and relaxing. The whole beach itself looks like a painted picture with a spectrum of colours all merged with one another. The sea also showing off a wide range of colours that reflects of the surface, like a dancing peacock showing off its finely detailed feathers.
How could anyone possibly enjoy beaches? It was just another overglorified part of California. Even the burst of refreshing air that hit my face could not wake me up from my stubborn mindset: I would not enjoy this day. Of course,
As the sea breeze blew onto my face, my eyes slowly squinted, my hair flew back gently, and the goose bumps slowly began to crawl up my arms. I took a deep breath, and the fresh smell of salt water rushed into my nose. As the waves hit harder, the sun set, and the breeze grew stronger and stronger. The calm beach released a sense of peace to my soul and relaxed my mind. However, the fun had just started, and I could not wait for a visit to Universal Studios, the next
Have you ever visited a place so beautiful and serene that you couldn’t imagine a more stunning place? For me, it is the shimmering and flowing waters of the ocean. The way that the deep blue waters meet the gritty beige sand leaves me in such awe. The water is like a soft blanket, comforting and inviting. The unique wildlife and vegetation that exists on the beach is something I’ve never seen anywhere else. There is no place more beautiful and thrilling than the beach.
Fortunately, I wake every morning to the most beautiful sun lit house. I sit on my porch sipping coffee, while I drink in an atmosphere that steals my breath away. Rolling hills lay before me that undulate until they crash into golden purple mountains. Oh how they are covered in spectacular fauna, ever blooming foliage, and trees that are heavy with pungent fruit. Green it is always so green here at my house. Here where the air lays heavy and cool on my skin as does the striking rays of the sun upon my cheeks. I know in my soul why I choose to be here every day. Pocketed in all the nooks and crannies of these valleys and hills are stately homes, rich with architecture resplendent. Diversity is the palate here; ...
I will never forget the first time I went snorkeling, it was something I had been afraid to do up until the moment I touched the water. Beforehand all I could think about was what if I got attacked by a shark? I was too young to die and I felt like I was tempting fate. Then once I made the plunge into the water everything washed away, as if the waves carried the fear with them as they folded over me. I remember that day so clearly, rocking back and forth, up and down, I sat on a small glass bottom boat. The enormous ocean waves making me nauseas as I put my snorkel gear on. I hurried as fast as I could, knowing my nausea would go away as soon as I entered the water. This wasn’t the first time I have gotten sea sick, but it only shows up when the boat is sitting still. As soon as I got my equipment on I jumped into the water, fins first. I felt the sensation of goose bumps shivering up my whole body, tiny bubbles rolling over my body from breaking the surface, they ran from my toes upwards to break free at the ocean’s surface. Once the bubbles cleared, I looked around to see a new blue world I have never experienced before. I heard the sound of the ocean, mumbled by the sound of my deep breathing and the tanks of the more experienced scuba divers below me. It’s a very relaxing and peaceful sound, and if I had not been in such a new and unusual place I could have floated with my eyes closed for hours.