I could hear the dark rumble of the waves crashing over the shore, and the shrieking screams of children playing in the water. My feet massaged themselves, and the toasty sand crept over my skin. It felt like a daydream. Umbrellas perched everywhere, sticking themselves into the beautiful, white sand. Seagulls hovered themselves over the the scene, occasionally taking a rest, and would peck at…
Positively, the narrator states, “The sand is always warm. The water is so clear blue bright that it is sometimes painful to behold. The art and music are rich, textured, revelatory, ecstatic.…
The cold air slammed into my face as I exited the long forgotten warmth of the helicopter. I hugged myself in an effort to stay warm, but the Alaskan weather had another idea. Small flurries of snow began to float around me and delicately placed themselves in my hair. I'm finally here... Shadow Moses Island.…
In the first few weeks of my father’s senior year in high school he was called into the principal’s office and he was told, “Mr. Bragdon, if you don’t start showing up for school I am going to expel you.” See at the time, dad’s single mother of four was struggling to pay the bills, which meant he needed to do whatever he could to supply the family with an additional income. So he went lobstering. In response to the principal, the very next day dad walked into his office and set down on his desk a stack of books and his check from that week. He then looked at the principal and said “Sir, I believe I just made more in one week than you will in the next two months.…
As I said “goodbye” to Johns Creek, I began venturing on a new journey. I would have slept on the long 8-hour expedition if not for the spectacular books that we had brought on the trip. As I grabbed the first book, it was like winning the best of the best. The book could keep someone busy for an entire 3 hours. The experience was as if the book was talking to me.…
One of my very favorite places 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 usually consists of loose particles, which are frequently made out of sand, gravel, shingle, pebbles, or cobblestones. The particles living at a beach are occasionally biological to the origins, such as mollusk shells or coralline algae. Beaches typically appear around areas along the coast where there is a wave or current activity (Wikipedia, Paragraph 1).…
After five days of nervous energy, at last, Malcolm is here in my apartment. I’ve uncorked a bottle of wine and prepared pasta with pecorino cheese and sausage for dinner. I pour two glasses of wine while he talks of how great it felt to drive the coast route. Something he hasn’t done in a while. And that he would have arrived earlier.…
The first thing your eyes jumped to was probably the stunning, jaw-dropping view of the beach I was on. I want to say I took the picture, but I obviously didn’t because- well, I’m in it. So here I am, reappearing once again in Nova Scotia, but this time at a beach by Pleasant Bay, right at the tippity top of Nova Scotia. There was no mud on this beach, unlike Fundy Bay.…
During April of 2015, I stepped out of the car and onto the beach for the first time in Destin, Florida; the salty sea stung my nose as I breathed in a refreshing breath of briny air. The first step onto the sand was like a bed of blankets; soft and comfortable. The way the white sand glided onto my feet and squished between my toes felt like heaven. The waves were singing a delicate lullaby, pulling me closer to them. As I walk towards the ocean with the warm sand beneath my feet, the cold waves lap at my ankles, as if they want to take me away.…
Every year since i was a baby My mother and I go to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina for a vacation. I've always been a fish. I love swimming in the ocean, the pools, water parks, anywhere you can think of. My mother and i would go out really deep in the ocean and just float while the sun kissed our skin.…
A cliff-side introspective awakening My self selected memory for this final narrative is one that stuck with me until this writing of it because of its startling unexpectedness and the disturbing happenings that I accredit the birth of my larger thoughts about mortality and our experiences and times on this earth and my hope that you, the reader will find it interesting. My father, brother and I had gone out to a small nearby lake sunken in the earth with earth walls surrounding the body of water, on a small motorized boat, as one does, with North’s old wrestling coach who had extended the invitation to my father and the rest of his familial entourage. We had been out on the water for a couple hours, lazily swimming around. Occasionally…
Who goes to the beach in November in Maine? I do. It is a lot more relaxing than you would think. If you know anything about Maine you would understand that the beach in November is probably not the wisest choice. It’s cold, windy, gloomy, and surprisingly empty.…
Turning and turning I drive up to the Mulholland drive view, The journey is long and far from home, but the smell of the California trees mixed with the pollution that fills the van Nuys area (smell) makes me seem safe like I'm home. Watching as the sun is peaking out behind the cityscapes (sight) the feeling of my heart beat slowing down urges through my body (touch).When the sun finally sets, sounds of car horns the nature surround the few seem to vanish (sound) something about looking at the city lights captivates me (sight). As I hike up a little bit of the trail to reach The peak of the view I feel the wind softly on my cheeks (touch) a feeling of clarity runs through me, and I know that there is no other place I would want to be. All…
Looking through your ray ban sunglasses you notice that the breezy beach is endless. Your standing on a wooden plat form engraved below your feet a carved name that writes “John and Erin forever”. Miles and miles of grain sandy beach stretching across as far as your eyes can see. As, you take off your blue sandals; you line them up with the other multicolor sandals. Making sure not to mess up other shoes you tip toe down the old wooden stairs careful not to step on a rusty old nail.…
Each year, a pilgrimage to the Florida or Alabama gulf coast is a highly anticipated and enjoyed event for my family. In the beginning, it was just my wife and I. Man oh man, these trips were some of the most relaxing times that I can remember. Now, our yearly “beach fest” includes our two children, Kaylee and Garrett. While this is still a wonderful family event, I no longer use the phrase “relaxing”. Elbert Hubbard once said, “No man needs a vacation so much as the man who just had one”.…