A Day at the Lake Essay

I sit alone in the dark, listening to cicadas and feeling a slight breeze creep across my arm, just enough to make the hairs perk up. Sitting in the hanging chairs on the dock at eleven o’clock at night, just allows for my body to calm and relax before I go to sleep. It is pure serene and tranquil. I observe how the blue lights on each dock are lit and move with the roll of a passing boat’s waves. My lips taste the crisp, humid, muggy, late July air. My eyes move from one end of the dock to the other. Waiting for any

Life is full of various memories that shape who we are as a person, like making your very first friend, or learning how to ride a bike. Literature retells these stories using rhetorical and literary devices to help the reader visualize the story and apply it to their own lives. In the autobiographical narrative by Gary Soto “A Summer Life” the author recreates his childhood experience of stealing a pie by using imagery, diction, repetition and Biblical allusions in his writing.

Seeing aquatic blue lake house and the large, screened in, cedar wood deck reminds me of the time my mother, stepfather, and I would invite our local friends over. We would watch the South Carolina Gamecocks play football and grill out on the large, black, charcoal grill that sat in front of the deck itself. The house was perfect; neither too big nor too small. Though it was built with wood painted with the distinct blue, it stood on a brick foundation.

The wild life of Lake Argyle is very inhabitant, as there were many beautiful and majestic creatures that weren’t so shy to expose themselves to our presents. The wild life plays a huge part in this man-made lake, because not

Despite so many thoughtful, new amenities for those living in Lake Nona, Florida — one of the state’s fastest-growing residential areas — much more is yet to come.

I lethargically began to move the oars across the glass of waters of Coleman Lake. The 12ft emerald row boat glides on top of the surface making its way to the opposite side of the lake. I continue rowing observing the breath taking views of this pristine lake, I swivel my head around and focus on these rustic cabins that are scattered around the lake, holding decades of memories with them as they start to sag towards me. I prop my oars up and reach around for the

This is my attempt at depicting the beauty of Lake Cunningham. Although not an accurate representation, the artwork still closely resembles the park, as it was inspired by the memories I had at Lake Cunningham as a child. As a child, I would often hike along the trail, run around the grass, or skip stones across the lake. These are memories that I cherish and I hope that other children will also have to chance to do the same. My park matters because living in a technological driven society, this is the closest thing we to nature. The scenery at Lake Cunningham could help soothe our minds and improve our mental health as it it can help us de-stress. Lake Cunning has a lot to offer and had been around for decades, thus we must help preserve

Standing over eight thousand feet in the atmosphere is the translucent alpine body of water, Tenaya Lake. You can sense the decreased temperature as the sudden gusts lash at your body. As you nibble the enviornment, the diminished oxygen is prevalent. The wind shrills across the lake as it makes its way to the tree line. The numerous sloping mountains encircle the metallic lake. The aroma of immense pines and glorious wildflowers floats throughout the zone. The cherished mountainous Tenaya Lake, above eight thousand feet in elevation, is without a doubt, one of God's fascinating

The Smithton Sportsman's Club is one of the most beautiful places in Smithton, Illinois. Upon entering, it does not look like much, but as I pull up on the gravel road next to the first pavilion, the first lake becomes visible. Trucks rolling along the gravel road and singing frogs are the only sounds that I can hear. Large trees reflect perfectly off the still water. Occasionally a frog jumps in or a fish makes a splash: making the only movement in the water. Separating the first two lakes is a dam that allows me to walk across to the third lake. When standing on the bank, I look through the clear water and see small bluegill swimming around in search of food. As I walk towards the third lake I see trees perfectly lined up to make relaxing

Clear Lake was almost always a tough opponent, especially at tournaments. Sometimes, they destroy us. Sometimes, we destroy them. But this day, I destroyed them.

In the painting North Shore Lake Superior by Lawren S. Harris which is located in the Tom Thompson Gallery in the AGO, line and colour relationships bring about a sense of harmony and contrast throughout the piece as well as the feeling of peacefulness. When the viewer witnesses the landscape, the composition exemplifies a scene of a beach in the winter with its many blue tones. The work of art resembles a beach with a cool atmosphere incorporating mostly blue, grey, and white. In the foreground, there is a tree trunk at the shore of the ocean which is centered and surrounded by many stones. The trunk has no texture due to the abstraction of its form; no detailed lines are present and the solid vertical strips of dark colours simplify the structure. There is an evident presence of light as indicated by the diagonal lines that descend from the top left hand corner of the painting. The lines illustrate dynamic movement of the sun beams as they collide with the contour of the freestanding form. The combination of elements, such as line and colour, bring about harmony as well as evoke a sense of tranquility.

500 days of summer is a story where a boy meets a girl, he falls in love with her yet she does not truly love him. The movie shows the progression of the relationship of Tom and Summer. It begins when they first meet when Summer begins working as a secretary where Tom works and progresses to them casually dating. Summer is obviously hesitant and against relationships yet Tom is overly eager to find the perfect girl. The story ultimately shows the demise and after effects of their relationship. At first thought anyone could think this is the typical love story where the movie casually progresses to them living happily ever after. This is not that kind of fairy tale love story.

‘’ Wake up, wake up you lazy kids’’ my mum said, ‘’we are going to the beach”. My sister, my two brothers, and I woke with extreme energy, happy because it was the first time we visit the beach that summer. The day dawned bright, the sky was painted in bright blue; the beautiful sun was gleaming and shining gloriously. It was idyllic for a picnic by the sea. We quickly packed our stuff, we took some snacks and swimming outfits, and of course chair decks; we took a fast breakfast, and then we headed to the beach. I was very excited because it was my first summer without the safety armbands. However, I knew that it was going to be a bit of scary and risky but not as much what happened with me, it was like the first day at school.

At the end of the dock is a sign that reads; "No Fishing, No Swimming, No Dumping"; a sign that is quite often recognized by all visitors of parks and lakes and as big as the windshield. Around the lake there a hills and valleys around Lake Lavon. $200,00 home are springing up like mad. Retirees, former airline pilots, and people generally burned out on big cities are discovering Lake Lavon. The small lake but the perfect weather, and the safe-quiet atmosphere are drawing people like a cover-up draws Ed Bradly. Without thought or hesitation we smiled and warmly held ourselves in each other arms and slowly sat down together at the end of the dock, put out feet in the water and the water was so cool like melted water from snow (to eat the strawberries we brought). The strawberries were delicious; red, ripped, and plumped; sweetness caressed our mouth with very bite. Some were quite sour, but was washed it away by an ocean of water every time. As supplies ran short she decided to play lazy and had me carry her to watch the people fishing by the dock. Although very distinctive and precise, I was like a bear; very step was heavy and short. To the left side of the dock about 200ft people ware fishing and kid's playing soccer on the field near the lake. By watching them play I remember my childhood, that my mother always took me to the Lake Lavon every weekend to fishing, and now I'm with my girlfriend holding her hand and watching people fishing and