Sunny days and evenings getaways.

Walking through the foamy waves.

Sea air blowing in my face.

A trail of foot prints embedded in the   sand.

Seashells in my hand.

I look around, breathing the fresh air deeply in.

One of my favorite places.

It feels like it's where I'm meant to be.

Seclusion, just the beach and me.

So much of natures beauty for the eye to see.

The sound of the roaring waves breaking on the rocks as they roll in.

Seagulls soar over the sun beaten rocky cliffs.

Dipping my toes in the tides as they rush in.

Waves lapping at you as you walk by moonlight through the silken sand.

Observing all there is around you.

So tranquil, leaving a feeling of peace.

Sand slowly seeps through my fingers tips,
worries cease.

My feet embedded in the soft sand.

Gazing at the rolling waves of turquoise sea.

Drift wood scattered, in polished pieces embellishing the sand before me.

The sea hypnotizes your senses, all more prominent in the salty misty breeze.

Worries carried away with ease.

Wind blowing my hair around my face.

The sea beckons me.

Entrances my soul with it exquisite beauty.

Entices me with the danger it holds under it's velvety waves.

Treasures buried deep, hidden away.

Exotic creatures that reside in the shimmering reefs.

Secrets it holds, mesmerize me.

A whole existence emerged under the depts of the mysterious sea.

A place that feels like it's where I'm meant to be.

The beach holds deep meaning for me.

From it i carry so many memories.

Some from now.

Some from long ago.

But they will forever stay tucked away.

The beach, no matter how far away i may be, will always be a part of me.

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So these pics are of the beach i go to in santa cruz.