Descriptive Essay On A Day At The Day

As I rolled out of bed, drenched in sweat from the hot, sticky, humid air. As I got ready for the day I began to feel excited because, today was the day we would spend at the beach. Playing and splashing in the water riding the waves, riding our boogie boards. Oh yes today was going to be fun! As I put on my swim suit I smelt the lingering smell of the oceans salty water from the previous time we had gone to the beach. It reminded me of how much fun I had, had and made me even more exited.

My toes wiggling in the damp golden sand. The salty air invading my nostrils. Ocean waves are crashing up against the shore and receding back into the deep blue waters. The ultraviolet rays of the sun are heating my pale skin. William and the boys are building a large sandcastle. They cover the gleaming turrets with slimy brown seaweed and pristine white shells. The rolling hills to my right are a dark shade of green, having been healthily watered by the summer showers. Small feathery clouds move steadily through the gleaming blue limitless

As the wind brushed the back of my dress, I turned around to overlook the waves of golden ocean, pouring into the small town I called home. But, my eyes became fixed on the sun. It was so wonderful, so beautiful as it rose out of its slumber in the mountains. I always felt the sun’s warmth on my cloudy white dress, and I loved how it always felt like my father’s hugs.

It took my breath away. We were on a cliff edge made of sharp, black lava rock. The hotel lobby looked out onto the ocean. I cherished this moment. The waves were calming and water looked as if it was dancing beneath the sunlight. It was a rich, blue in some spots and in others a bright, aquamarine, light green. Streaks of purple and turquoise speckled on the surface on the water. I hadn’t seen anything like it before. The shimmering, creamy, white sand gleamed in the sun’s heat. As the blue waves crashed against the black lava rock, the water sprang into the air shooting a light mist in the sky. The Grand Bliss truly is a beautiful destination. Waiting for our hotel room to be ready my family and I walked down to the beach to a little seating place called Mandy’s. I loved the feeling of the warm sand squishing under my feet it made my calf muscles clench to keep myself balanced. I stopped walking just before the tide touched my toes. I craved the water touching my skin so, at that exact moment so I tore off my tank top that I was wearing on top of my bathing suit and just stood there taking it all in, the sun on my bare tanned shoulders, the warm, comfortable sand beneath my feet, and the insane need to jump into the salty

The navy blue water was almost black and a smooth stone stretching toward the horizon. The horizon was barely visible, but the fading sunset was still barely visible. The moon was full and bright. Stars filled the sky and the water like holes in a black blanket. My feet were bare, but my body was covered with a short black dress that barely covering my upper thigh. The sand was soft and cool. It felt refreshing. I had no reason to move because I was content with the view I had. I stood where I was and looked out at the bright moon and the stone and the sky.

We all jumped in the car and headed to the beach. When we arrived, my jaw drooped down like weights were hanging on it. The lake looked like it was a ocean. Turns out most the lakes and rivers in New York are a lot bigger than the ones in Colorado. I stepped into the sand and it was seeping through my toes. I walked up to the water and carefully dipped my feet in to make sure it wasn't to cold, but out of surprise it was warm. I walked right into the water like someone would take a calming walk through the park. It was an amazing day, take out the fact that you had to walk a hundred million miles to get the water to be the height of your waist. It was like the people were ants out there in the water. We went to lunch after that but, I never looked took any time to look at the restaurant name. After all there was a lot more to see than words. We went home after lunch, but in my surprise they had a 4-wheeler. They asked if I knew how to drive one and I said “yes!” She asked if I wanted to drive it, I excitedly said yes again. She gave me the keys and I said “thank you” and took off running like I was an olympic champion. I dug the key into the ignition and drove off into the forest with no delay. I took the pathway back home, parked the 4-wheeler, then thanked her again and gave her the keys. Than we ate dinner the grown ups talked and when it got late we went to

It was a wonderful September Sunday morning. I woke up to the smell of delicious chocolate chip pancakes. I jumped outta bed, put on my clothes and rushed to the kitchen. My mom had just finished preparing the chocolate chip pancakes and also had made eggs and bacon. The bacon was slightly crispy just how I like it. I ate my breakfast and asked my mom what we would do that day. She thought for a while and meandered over what we should do. In my mind I already knew what I wanted to do and that was go to the farm and do stuff out there. I told her what I wanted to do and she said that it sounded like a plan. We left our place at about 1:00. We stopped for subway on the way out because we were both hungry. I got my usual foot long on italian herbs

Edna was walking down the beach. She drew in a deep breath as a means of attempting to bring her surroundings back into focus. Soon enough the waves were no longer misty blurs and the sun no longer a hazy warm glow in a washed out gray sky. Everything looked more vibrant and full of life than ever before. The sky was a bouncing blue like the eyes of a playful child. The ocean shined brighter, as if the stars had been picked down from the heavens and submerged in to the water. The air lighter, softer, and more peaceful gently grazed and caressed Edna’s body, which also felt lighter, softer, and more at peace. She lied herself down in the sand that felt like plush velvet cushions, and with her mind clear and at ease, she drifted into an effortless sleep.

The first step onto to the beach left me searching for words that could give this scene justice, no words could describe the beauty I was beholding, my eyes could never look at one single spot on the beach for more than a few seconds, simply because of the fact that everywhere you looked there was something more beautiful than the last thing you admired. The salty sea air filled my nostrils with pleasant memories and a smell I could never forget. With every step you take the gritty yet soft and warm comforting sand engulfed your feet with every step leaving you tired, scavenging for a breathe by the time you reached your final destination.

The sun peeked through my bedroom window; time to get up! The day was warm and gorgeous. It was the perfect weather to go to the beach. I woke up early and prepare our breakfast, so we can eat first before we leave. I can smell the eggs and bacon sizzling in a pan. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee makes my day complete. The pancake oozing with butter and maple syrup is ready to serve. I also prepare a fresh squeezed orange juice for the kids. When I was cooking everybody is starting to wake up. We are planning to go to the Narragansett beach with the family. Everything is all packed and ready to go. The kids are very excited; they help me to organize all the stuff that we needed since last night. After we eat our breakfast the kids immediately go to their bedroom and change for their cutest swimwear attire. While my fiancé and I started to pack everything in the car.

After a few minutes later I am home, and the beach is still in my thoughts. I rest my surfboard in the garage and place my bags upstairs in my room.I just made it home in time for dinner, I walk over to the dining room table and sit with my two older siblings as my parents prepare the rest of dinner. I can hear the sausages sizzling, as the vast variety of

The sound of the emerald green ocean water crashing against the shores filled my ears. Children ran along the shore, smiling from ear to ear while laughing amongst each other clearly enjoying their day. Some people were searching contently for sea shells, that were visible for miles. I looked out at the ocean, it stretched out far into the horizon; as far as my eyes could see. There were jetty’s that were perfectly placed within the ocean. I could smell the salt radiating off of the water. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time; I dashed into the ocean I’d been waiting for for the past

The air was cold and windy. The beach was black, with small glossy pebbles, and shells. The shells on the beach where beautiful, shiny, and large bigger than my head. The water was gray with rocks that were big enough to climb on. The rocks held puddles of water with ocean life living in them. Small crabs where running over my feet as I sat on the rocks looking at the wave splash against it. A small trail going off of the beach, going to a

It was a normal day in 5th grade. I get home by the bus like normal, But instead of seeing my parents I see boxes sitting by the front door. When my mom gets home I ask her why there a boxes and she tells me the worst news ever. Home was not the same, it felt empty and full of sadness.

The sound of one of the million annoying alarms I’ve set agitates me to wake up from my comfortable bed, soft cloud like pillows of fluff and the cozy warm blanket wrapped around me. Like always, I reach towards the side of the nightstand where my clock is and slam on the snooze button. After 10 minutes of absolute silence and peace, the aggravating sound of the alarm clock turns on again. I read the bright red numbers on the alarm clock which read “8:00 AM ”. It’s way too early to be awake, especially for a Sunday morning. Yes, as you can tell I am not a morning type of person, I prefer the night. Everything is just much more peaceful during the nighttime. However, today is the day, it’s moving day. I honestly don’t even want to get out of bed right now; my head is hurting to death and feels like it's as heavy as all the boxes in the house combined. There were an abundant amount of appalling brown boxes surrounding my house. I was immensely annoyed and irritated just by looking at the boxes and by the thoughts of moving that I couldn’t stand it anymore so I finally got out of bed despite being tired. As I stood up, I felt like I just got off one of those rides at amusement parks that leave you dizzy. I didn't get why my parents wanted me to wake up so early when the moving truck came at around 1:00pm and mostly everything was packed the exhausting night before…