Eating exotic seafood for dinner. Then going for a long walk on the beach barefoot and hand in hand. Standing at the shore with the waves gently lapping at our feet, under a moonlit sky and a million stars, looking at each others eyes and ending with a kiss that lasts for eternity. Too bad it just a dream. I had to stop daydreaming about her and get ready for work.
The ocean were so calm, it barely moving my boat. It was peaceful and relaxing as I enjoyed my morning fishing. I tightly squeezed my eyes as I hooked the last bait and casted the line. I gently placed the rod against the side to catch one more fish before heading home. The boat was showered with warmth and sunshine.
Under this perfect vault of heaven is the splendid ocean. The sun rays touching the surface of the water and bouncing back lit up the clear turquoise water. The dancing waves of the ocean seem like fun from the shore and the crest and trough crashing into each other contributes to the splendid view. Ahead of me is huge stretch of crystal clear water and a mini boat fighting with the waves and sailing proudly. As I walked on the sand it provided me a soft cushiony feeling and the sun attacked my bare skin making me feel warm.
Imagine being in a deep dark ocean, the only noise you hear is the rushing water around you. You open your mouth and let the water nearly suffocate you, only for a single ray of sunshine to reach you. You stare at the sunbeam and reach up towards it, the sun warming your deathly cold fingers. This is it. This is your beacon of hope.
The Ohio River's waves are like algae tinted, sparkling mirrors underneath the hot January Sun, twinkling like brightly lit stars on cold winter's night. The slime, green algae covers the Small, sand colored rocks like a wet blanket and is as slippery as an accidental oil spill. The winter air is moist and reeks of sour, wet wildflowers and day old rotting fish while the sound of busy, buzzing flies, hovering above it, blend in with the river's rhythmic wave like melody. The cold, snowy, winter winds, sweeps through the icicle covered tree branches, making them look like skinny arms waving up and down while sending its leaves floating into the freezing waters. Soft, white, snow covered evergreen pine trees sway back and forth, as the frigid winds pushes its way
A year ago at the start of this season, baby tortoises were discovered on an uninhabited island for the first time in 100 years. As luck would have it, the daily rains come and go quickly, leaving sunny skies and tropical temperatures in their wake. Our safari tours take advantage of the annual change of climate, and visit uninhabited islands and enchanting visitor sites daily that will astonish you. There is renewed hustle and activity with the wildlife everywhere you look during a Galapagos holiday; new discoveries wait around every bend and outcrop. Snorkeling is at its best, as the warm waters are clear; bringing sea lion pups, rays, turtles and sharks close to shore.
The birds were chirping, children were laughing, and you could feel the sun tingle on your skin. This was soon ruined by a horrid moment on the beach. It was a tradition that everytime we camped at Norway, that we had to swim in the lake at least once a day. This day, we were a bit late on our plans, because I needed to pack all my sand castle toys to play with at the beach. As I was packing, my sisters headed down to the water alone, since nothing
The sky is azure blue, as the sun shines brightly, causing a sweet, earthy smell to rise from the ground and intermix with the salty breeze coming from the bay. While the ocean sparkles, as it reflects the sun, it’s turquoise water inviting one to play. On the porch, we sit questioning what to do this summer. “ I'm so bored!” Niamh exclaims
My grandparents took me here. I was so amazed on the view from the top as I looked down I could see the beautiful ocean crashing upon the black sand that laid upon shore. I was determined that day. I begged and begged my grandma and grandpa to go down. They sadly said no the next minute and hours my day was blue as I took a picture after i pouted.I wanted to journey down and touch the water feeling the fresh mountain water along my feet and see the lopsided mountain.
We played fetch together, we played tag, and then after all that, I gave her a bath in a lake. Once the sun started to go down, we climbed a hill and watched it together. The blue, to the orange, to the pink, and to black. Since I promised my mom to be home by sundown, we started on our way home, when I happened to come across a strange looking rock, which of course got me curious. I walked up to it, and noticed
The pond is the convergence point for several creeks that flow into the lovely tidal pool. Carrabelle Beach The most popular beach in Carrabelle is the easily accessible Carrabelle Beach. Visitors to the area find that the beach 's convenient parking, beach facilities, and picnic tables are a wonderful asset to the small white-sand
I will never forget that encounter the intense sun, the endless horizon, the infinite shades of blue that dissolved any boundary between sky and trees.The views were like swimming into a kaleidoscope, deceptively plain "Lake Winaukee" sign on the outside, but a show of colors on the inside, waiting to shock and, mesmerize me. Those colors! Sails on the horizon covered the lake; streaks of sunlight illuminated them, the swaying wildlife creating a dance of rhythm. Beautiful, preserved life synchronizing every movement with the camp sight creating one living entity. As I finish my 15 minutes of observations at camp, I realized I was ready for my first padded practice of the year.
Some colorful mountain bushes are tucked into trees and rocks around a still pond. A golden sun is spilling across this peaceful little valley. Nearly lost are two fishermen, out for an early breakfast. The whole thing is just a marvel of detail. There was much more to see and do.
After a long, yet beautiful three hours, we arrive at the recreational area where it is full of tall, bright green trees, the birds chirping, and you see people riding around on their bikes along the road. As we drive up to our camping site, we decide to go to Eagle Lake to go for a nice swim after those hot and sweaty three hours. We pull up to the lake and notice that it has a slightly different landscape than Lake Michigan due to all the trees surrounding the area. It was a beautiful landscape. It starts off with nice green grass, then it goes to nice brown sand and feels so soft on your feet.
The sky and the ocean were so blue it was hard to tell where the sea ended and the heavens began. It was so serene. The waves crashing against the shore were soothing-whispering the secrets of the deep to me-almost as if I had my ear pressed up against a giant seashell. Finish this paragraph. The cool breeze blew off the water, bringing with a strong but not