Descriptive Essay About A Beach

When thinking about getting away to some serene paradise to help forget about work or school obligations most people instantly think of the beach. Whether it be the west or east coast the beach is a universal symbol of peace and serenity, plus a little bit of fun. But this bliss has a whole different meaning to me. This is where I grew up and how I found myself. The west coast of Florida is the first time I felt the sand in my toes and the salt water on my face. These memories inspired me to give back to the ocean and its inhabitants and follow my dreams of becoming a marine biologist.

The beach is still. What once was golden with colour and joy, now lies dull colourless and blind. Waves crashing onto the moiled sand as the taste of sand over wheals my mouth. Not a body to be seen across the vast graveyard, the colour of grey drags in the air caving in on my every breath. While the only source of light comes from the moons reflection on the water. Playground swings sway hauntingly alone, not a bike or a skateboard anywhere nor a crack of laughter or a pep of moan. The smell of Fish and Chips has disappeared and so has the sight of crowds cheering the skateboards on. The sound of the ocean makes the atmosphere feel abandoned, dark, alarming but relaxed. Seaweed heads and shells lay undisturbed among the sand

On the 14th of March 2011, year 10 went to Cronulla Beach to investigate how people use and interact with the coastal environment. We investigated three main things and they were:

My friends and I had taken a weekend trip to Orange Beach. We decided to stay in a condo for the entire weekend. The day that we were going to Orange Beach my friend Hasan was graduating from Madison Central High School in 2015, and he was getting his parents to drive him to Orange Beach so that he could hang out with us for the weekend. We did multiple events such as driving down to Orange Beach and back home, going to the beach, biking, waiting for dinner, living in a condo, and celebrating a friend graduating High School. The events on this trip had many fun and horrific event happen in them. This may be a reason why a person does not take a high school graduate.

- mimic natural processes – works with nature and doesn’t disturb the natural process on the beach

The beach in Wildwood is nothing short of paradise. Placed among a bright blue sky with wispy white clouds, the sun lights up and warms everything. Seagulls soar in the air, cawing every so often. Light winds carry the scent of saltwater, earth, and sunscreen. Silty, off-white sand stretches on for miles in either direction, dotted by people. Tanners lie on bright beach towels. Children run, laugh, build sandcastles, and dig moats along the shore. Families and friends gather under multicolored umbrellas on folding chairs. Conversations mix with the sound of the ocean. The cool water creates an endless blue pool, speckled with people. White tips among the sea mark the crest of waves. They curl over and crash onto the shore, sounding like a million

One of my most exceptionally loved spots to go in my free time is the beach. A beach is a national geographic, nature made landform that is near a body of water. It is usually comprised of loose particles, which often consist of sand, rock, shingle, stones and, or cobblestone. The molecules living on a beach are often natural to the shoreline, such as mollusk shells, saltwater chum, or green algae growth. Shorelines typically appear around territories along the coast where there is a wave or current action. While being at the beach, I adore hearing the sound of the tides, getting a feel of a light breeze, possessing a reminiscing scent of sea water, listening to the call of the seagulls, and feeling the sand, underneath my bare feet. Heading

There are sandy dunes and a forest, of sorts, which are quiet and calming, with birds and mammals of varying sizes and descriptions, and the waves quietly crashing to and fro in the backround. In fact, in addition to the birds and other such things like turtles, frogs, and toads, or the rather excellent photo-shoot locations at tall dunes of sand separating forest from the

My brother, mom and dad and my dog and I hopped in the car to drive to the beach. This one specific beach was very close only about 10 minutes away. As we drove up there is a large paved car spot that curves into a T. A large sign welcoming us sits in the middle. Around a group of large pieces of driftwood a Pelican sits atop one of them. In the distance there is a patch of sand, sodden with water, broken sea shells are scattered about probably from gulls dropping them. Next to them are the tide pools many sea creatures live in them, red rock crabs scamper about. A mysterious collection of these creature a occasional clam pops up spraying as if enjoying himself in the sun. Surrounding a large Ominous lake hidden with it’s secrets of people who had visited every year people throw pebbles into the lake and wish for something anything their deepest desires.

I walked along the beach. As I was walking I could feel the fresh smell of the beach like it was an air freshener but it also smelled that gave me a tingle in my nose. As I kept walking along the beach I could feel the light breeze coming against me. This fresh air felt warm as I felt like I was sleeping in a comfortable bed. I kept walking in the beach, as I did it felt like an escape to all my problems and also my stress. Beach felt like a solution to all my problems and could be open with anything.

The intense salty taste of the ocean lingers on your lips and the poignant smell invades your nose. I believe there is no smell anyplace else on earth that can establish a place as profoundly as the salty air of the ocean, nowhere where the air holds as much fragrance and warmth, nowhere quite like here. Each wave becomes a curling finger, brushing every stone with a gentle caress, creeping up the beach, reaching out to your feet, tickling them, turning them to ice cubes. The placid metronomic

The place where I feel most comfortable is a place where I am calm. A place that is peaceful in its own ways. It is the place to go to get away from all my troubles. It is the one place where I could sit forever, and never get tired of just staring into the deepest blue I have ever seen. It is the place where I can sit and think the best. A place where nothing matters but what is in that little moment. The one place capable of sending my senses into an overload. This place is the ocean.

According to (citation)… Place to me is where I find myself feeling secure and comfortable and belonging is what creates place out of simple space. Here in Vancouver, I have found that place. Tower Beach is a familiar piece of home 1,373 miles away from my actual one, Encinitas, California. I argue that certain elements of a space can evoke enough emotional meaning to be considered a place. I will prove this through the examination of Tower Beach, in relation to both personal and public experience, specifically through its elements of artwork, bright landmarks, cold water, and steep trails.

When you think of vacations, what comes in mind, apart from beaches? It doesn’t matter because beaches are the best spots for vacations anyway. There are more than one reason behind it - the sound of waves, the splash of water against your body, the feel of sand rubbing against you and the warmth of the Sun - all of them conspire together to make you fall in love with beaches. And nothing gets better than the Caribbean. Dubbed as the spot where modern world meets nature, Caribbean islands have been a great tourist spot for decades now, thanks to its beautiful beaches. Among the numerous island and multitudes of beaches, it has always been hard to find the perfect vacation spot. S to help you out, we have found the best places in the Caribbean that you MUST visit:

Freezing cold rain poured down from the dark, cloudy sky as we were running like our lives depended on it. My dad was carrying my six year old sister and my mom was carrying me, and I was four years old. We could hear the cruise ship’s horn blaring in the distance, but other than that and the seagulls’ barking, we were surrounded by complete silence. Now, you’re probably wondering where I am talking about and what is going on, but no need to worry, because I will tell you.