I love the beach. Cool breeze, crashing waves, pretty textured seashells, squishy sand, crabs. Water! You can dig shapes in the sand, or just dig a deep hole you can have a spa in, and, if you dig deep enough, water appears! As you explore the sand and crashing ocean waves, you may hear a seagull, or a child that plays. Sometimes you find shark teeth with luck, and sometimes the sand can look like muck. Seagulls fly in the sky high, "C'mon, C'mon!" they say. But when we leave, that's okay, we will go to the beach another day; We will collect shells, ride the waves, and walk among all the bays. Squish our feet in the wet sand, dig by hand, yes, we will do all of that when we go to the beach again.
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What a beautiful piece of writing. You're creating a strong sense of place. You are very observant . . . a great and necessary skill for an effective writer.
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