The Postcard I lay there motionless, staring at the giant puffs of cloud in the blue peaceful sky, letting the rays of heat to be soaked up by my skin. Surrounded by lush tropical tress and endless stretches of fine golden sand, I felt I was in my ... relaxing sensation down your spine. But the main highlight was the panoramic and calendar photograph of Prestonia beach. The smooth figureless sand dunes, the gentle waves of the sea and the sight of the sea gulls swooping down the horizon, all contributed to convey this majestic experience. You could hear the swishishing of the ... waves and ...

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... rubbed another layer of sunscreen on and laid down making sure not to let our hair touch the sand. After a couple hours of flipping every fifteen minutes, I felt my body heat rising along with the temperature. I slowly arose and rushed towards the copper-like ocean. I didn't stop at the shoreline. I jogged in the water until I reached waist height and stopped. For ... a moment I let the cool currents flow swiftly across my body while letting the waves splash down and hit across my face. I sank myself into the metallically cool water and let the force exerted from the waves combined with...

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... " of his summer home that served for his greatest memories. The beach was the one place that regardless of what happened in life or in the world the waves kept a consistent rhythm that helped me to relax. Many of my happiest childhood memories occurred at the beach. I was very fortunate to grow up in Seacoast ... on the beach in the cool April sand. She reports that she often had to run into the ocean after me as I gravitated toward the water and the waves. My older sister and I enjoyed playing on the beach and often she would roll me and bury me in the sand. I do remember with sadness wh...

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The Beach I have always enjoyed the beaches along Lake Michigan. There is something serene about the sound that waves make as they crash into shore. The sound of endless repetition transports you from the worries of your life to a different realm allowing your mind and spirit to reflect and ... they make their way across the horizon. The beach blanket is spread, my book is at my side, and I close my eyes allowing the heat from the sun to relax my physical body. The sound of the waves crashing into shore erases all the worries from my mind. I"m completely immersed in the atmosphere. As my eye...

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... , touched, smelled, heard, and even tasted was a sweet part of my paradise. All these characteristics are what make my paradise the beach. As I walk along the shore I hear the thunderous waves crashing amongst one another. The swift breeze of cool, fresh air splashing in my face from all over is a most heavenly feeling. As I continue walking I hear the birds cawing for ... ! All these things and so much more is what make the beach such a special place for me. With my feet in the sand I feel the warmth of the heat reflecting against my skin. The waves brush up against my legs only to cool ...

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... that is always packed on a hot, sticky day is the beach. People are all over the place on towels, underneath umbrellas, and in the ocean. People laughing, complaining about the heat, and running into the ocean. You can also hear the ice cream man going up and down the beach. People usually spend hours at the beach sun bathing, swimming, having ... lunch, reading, and sometimes sleeping. The ocean is the best part of the beach though. Determining how far you go out, the waves get bigger and bigger. Teenagers, kids, and even adults surf and boogie board. You can also always hear the sound...

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... were one, and yet they still provide the individual beauty each one has to offer. The surroundings are such and invigorating sight. Carefully I listen to what sounds are present; the waves are crashing on the beaches and the tropical birds call out to one another. I can hear the wind whistling through the trees as if they are making music for any ... . The succulent juices from hanging pineapples intrigue my taste buds and provide a shocking sensation only the Hawaiian fruit can oblige. As I lie in the gritty sand and soak up the heat from the sun. I let the water wash over my feet and a...

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