Hi everyone, this is my entry on this week's prompt #54 The Seaside. It's actually based off of my own life.
During our early years, my family and I experienced abundance of joy and memories which were nestled in the sandy seaside.
The cool thing about the city I live in is that it's the closest to the seaside.
Each visit to the beach was a spree of laughter, love and the gentle sound of waves.
Seaside moments for us would usually begin with a very simple ritual; making my favorite, sandwiches, juicy fruits and refreshing drinks before putting them all at once in a picnic basket. With excitement blended with beach towels, umbrellas, carrying our picnic blanket, my family went on this journey to paradise.
On arrival, salty wind embraced us tenderly while stroking our cheeks reinvigorating our spirits. Our picnic blanket was hastily spread out by eager hands yearning to be one with nature during this mealtime for kings.
Each day seemed like an irreplaceable gift as we basked under glowing sunbeams with distant dancing ripples from water bodies.
The coast became our playground, teeming with numerous chances for adventure and exploration. We spent hours upon hours constructing mammoth sand castles, carving complicated channels and adorning our creations with vivid seashells.
With every shovel of sand and each splash of water, we were immersed in a world of fantasy and awe.
Nevertheless the magic lay in the seaside that made us closer as a family. Racing on the shorelines or collecting shells or simply relaxing under sun’s warmth was an experience shared and treasured by all participants.
During the evening, however, this ocean-side turned enchanting. The sky blushed pink and gold reflecting its splendid radiance to this place. Gathered around crackling bonfires which lit up the night sky; we roasted marshmallows together as we told stories beneath a starlit coverlet. In these moments time stood still leaving behind fidgets of life itself.
Notably, the coastal region is not only a recreational facility but also a habitat for the locals. The economy of the Seaside thrives on visitors seeking refuge along the shore looking for peace and calmness.
- A little Poetry Like Description
I look back to those moments with so much fondness as I see how eternal the beauty and happiness at the beach remains.
It is a land where mirthful sounds fill every wave while love has no limit. However, beach magic will remain in our hearts even if tides turn to ebb and flow eternally.