A cool breeze rolls off the water-- the kind of breeze that causes the hair to rise on a person’s skin. It tastes fresh and clean. The stifling air filling the surrounding city is thick and heavy, and thus creates a stark contrast past the line of trees along the sand. The great glowing orb of the night pierces the darkness with its light. Clouds gliding past the moon are aglow, as though they house glittering faeries of periwinkle and silver. Resembling a radiant queen, lounging in her fine linens and silky pillows, the moon appears to gently relax on the plush clouds surrounding her. Although dark and muted, a myriad of blues and purples streak the surrounding black of the sky. White stars splatter across the sky like paint. These glittering …show more content…
One could easily confuse heaven as being underwater, as its light appears to pierce through the gentle waves. The shallow waters near the shore are lit up, and tiny fish swim about, unaware that it is not daytime. Were one to attempt a midnight dip, they would find the waters to be frigid and biting against their bare skin.
Long grasses sway in the brisk air, as hair may swirl around a girl’s face as she dances in the wind. Their shadows appear tendril-like, and stretch far along the beach.
Waves gently lick the shore. The full moon in the sky indicates spring tides to be in full effect, meaning that tonight the tide is far lower than average. Damp sand is the evidence left behind from the high tide earlier in the day. However, now the border of the water is some fifteen yards away from the edge of the remnant patch of wet sand. This sand is cold. Walking across it would result in a slight sinking of one’s feet.
White driftwood dots the sand: pale maidens, peacefully sleeping and dressed in gowns of ivory. The fabric folds and dips around their bodies, and their alabaster skin reflects the kiss of the moonlight. The damage the river once wrought on their bodies reveals itself in the gnarled lumps and jagged edges decorating their slumbering forms. For now, they are resting at peace on a bed of soft
The foamy wavelets curled up to her white feet and coiled like serpents about her ankles. She walked out. The water was chill but she walked on. The water was deep, but she lifted her white body and reached out with a long, sweeping stroke. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
An observation of the Moon was conducted from Friday, November 8, 2013 to Thursday, November 14, 2013. The study of the Moon during this period occurred consistently between the hours of 8 and 9 p.m. EST within the Northern Hemisphere at 37.3346° N, 79.5228° W (Bedford, V.A.). The Moon was noted to be illuminated on the right side and had a dark shadow on the left side indicating a waxing phase. The light region grew over the surface of the Moon with each subsequent night. The first night’s phase was waxing crescent with over 25 percent of the Moon lit up. The next night, the light had grown to cover more of the Moon as it continued through its waxing crescent phase. On November 10th, the Moon exhibited traits of being at first-quarter or half-moon status because at least 50 percent of its surface was illuminated. In the following nights, the Moon displayed characteristics of waxing gibbous as the light continued to grow across the moon’s surface from right to left. The Moon was nearing closer to the full moon phase on November 14th as only a very small dark shadow was visible on the left side.
as I gaily walk down the shoreline of the Outer Banks. My all time favorite
Closer and closer to the calm water, I began sinking deeper in the sand. It was comforting, the silence, tranquility, and warmth of the faint sun. There is a slight breeze, warm, but cold and lonely. I could smell the scent of fish blowing through my hair and body. The sun was still fading, slowly but surely the day was almost over. About half of it is gone now. I could see shades of blue, red, purple, and pinkish-yellow. They were mixed with puffy clouds that lined the beginning of the sky and the end of the water. I noticed the darker shades on the bottom of the lower clouds.
...ings of the tide and time. Another show of style from the poet is from the basic outline of the poem, simple but deep. There is a basic plot line, with simple characters, but it holds a much deeper meaning, going passed just the shore, but to the world and the role of time altogether.
The tree and the roof of the church are sharp and break through the sky. The night sky makes use of contrast colour in yellow–blue tone comparison. It leads audience follows the lines and sharp points of the dead tree at the front and the church in the town. Then, the sight will follow the swirls and stars of the night sky. And audience will finally focuses on the bright moon at the top corner.
As I lay on the minute golden grains of sand, I looked up at the brilliant sky, adorned with flashes of pink and orange and purple, mirroring the colours of a flawless seasoned apricot. The goddess-like sun’s face is being embraced by the demure navy fingertips of the skyline.
The vast open sky is filled with radiant sunlight that bounces off of the few thin clouds drifting by. Additionally,
Ever since Sunset Beach has been officially opened to the public, there has been a drastic increase of tourists present. Television programs concluded that at least a thousand people visit the beach everyday. Reasons for their stay are that they feel comfortable with the environment that surrounds the beach front, people who are at the beach are joyous and numerous activities to enjoy, and the fresh scent of the sparkly waters, make the visitors feel calm and pleasurable. So I decided to take a trip there.
When we are stressed out, disappointed, worried, or angry, we tend to find some kind of comfort to release our negative energy. Whether it is an object, person, or place, this type of comfort brings us, even if it is for just a minute, happiness and peace. For me, the beach is where all my problems fly away and where my mind goes to ease. Strolling along the soft brown, warm sand, I can sense the wonders of summer. Around me is the laughter of blithe children excitedly splashing in the crystal blue ocean.
Standing on the beach always gives me an odd, specific, and special feeling. It's like being awestruck. I mean actually struck, too. It hits me like a sharp slap on the cheek, taking my breath away. The idea of the seemingly unending vastness envelops my mind.
I am in the middle of an ocean. I don't know how I got here, or who I even am. I am on a small boat, wearing tattered clothing. I am covered in cuts bruises and I feel sick to my stomach. It is freezing and I am soaking wet.
It’s a beautiful morning, as my group of friends and I wake up, we hear the pounding and the thrashing of the water slamming on the moss covered granite rock, I go down the eroded leaf covered pathway to fetch water just like I would do every morning, the sun had just begun to rise, the mixture of scarlet red, orange, and a bleach-like yellow beaming against the hurried water of the river that led into the waterfall shone like flakes of gold floating on top of the whitening water. The serene environment of the surrounding rocks overlooking the waterfall, the ambience of water clashing against the granite, and the aroma of the white pine filling the forest is an awe inspiring experience to all who dare make their way down the narrow and lengthy
I use any excuse to walk along the ocean, especially alone and without my phone. The wind blew cold air, but the sun’s warm rays kept my body at a perfect temperature. It was three in the afternoon and I was calm.
and cultural motivations (To enhance knowledge regarding new places, to visit cultural and historical sites, to meet residents) than visitors of Mallorca (Kozak 2002). According to prior studies individuals who consider visiting cultural or historic places as an essential activity during their journey mostly spend less. It was revealed that most of the visitors who prefer to engage in nature based activities were likely to spend more. Other than the travel motive, variables such as trip length, household income, age affect the daily expenditure of nature tourists.(Mehmetoglu 2007). Previous studied have showed that decision to revisit a particular beach is more depend on the overall satisfaction of the tourist. Hence visitors’ perceive image