The frothy, blue-green salt water crashes into the setting sun reflected
shoreline in waves, then gently rolls up to the increasingly rising tide line.
The wave stops as it reaches the tide line and slowly rolls back into the
churning ocean water. This relaxing rhythm of continuous lapping waves is
music to my ears. Ocean breezes gently sway the palm leaves as another day on
the beach comes to a close. Never have I seen a sunset as breathtaking as this.
The Sun peeking through the heavy, white clouds illuminates the sky in a
dazzling orange glow, causing the fluffy, white sand to appear orange in color
as well. All is still and quiet other than the chorus of crashing waves. God's
painted masterpiece is a glorious sight to witness.
shoreline in waves, then gently rolls up to the increasingly rising tide line.
The wave stops as it reaches the tide line and slowly rolls back into the
churning ocean water. This relaxing rhythm of continuous lapping waves is
music to my ears. Ocean breezes gently sway the palm leaves as another day on
the beach comes to a close. Never have I seen a sunset as breathtaking as this.
The Sun peeking through the heavy, white clouds illuminates the sky in a
dazzling orange glow, causing the fluffy, white sand to appear orange in color
as well. All is still and quiet other than the chorus of crashing waves. God's
painted masterpiece is a glorious sight to witness.