Practice Description

I smell the wet sand. The ocean water carried on the breeze. I can faintly smell sunscreen. I can smell smoke from a fire. I can hear children laughing. I hear the waves falling on the shore. I hear a coast guard helicopter-passing over-head. I hear warnings issued from a megaphone. I hear my daughter’s laughter. I hear happiness. I hear people talking. I hear birds singing. I hear splashing. I see beautiful blue water. I see a pier in the distance. I see people enjoying the beach. I see birds hunting for food on the beach. I see colorful surfboards. I see wetsuits. I see shells. I see the beach life. I see surf shops. I see coast highway. I see cars. I see bronzed bodies. I see swimsuits. I see board shorts. I see body boards. I see the white caps of waves rolling in to shore. I see the coastline. I see my daughter’s smile. I see the ocean. I see creation. I see the sun sinking into the ocean. I see a fire. I feel excitement. I feel contentment. I feel serenity. I feel a chill in the air. I feel the coldness of the ocean. I feel the yuk of kelp on my feet and legs. I feel the sand between my toes. I feel the sting of the salt water on the legs. I feel proud. I feel happiness. I feel the softness of the sand. I feel the hardness of the wet sand. I feel the warmth from the sun. I feel the moistness of the breeze. I feel the sand granules stick to my wet feet. I feel the power of the tide. I feel the dampness of the air. I feel the smoothness of the rocks. I feel the moment.