9 March 2015
Escaping the business of life, Crystal Cove is a place of tranquility in its beautiful and scenic surroundings. Looking down at a huge steep hill, I can see my destination. When I reach the bottom I set up camp and watch the wave’s crash against the rough sandy beach. As I close my eyes I listen to the wind whistle over the towering and sandy cliffs. My stomach growls like the airplane flying above. Juicy and sweet watermelon satisfies my hunger as I breath in the refreshing salt air. Satisfied I take a walk along the beach and explore the tide pools with their slippery sharp rocks and hallowed holes to protect all the magnificent creatures that exist there. Going further up I hear the annoying seagulls squawking above pestering people so they can steal their food. Coming back to camp I run into the cool water trying to avoid the slippery rocks as the water refreshes me like a glass of cool water on a hot day. Watching over the people like a shepherd watching his flock the life guard looks out for everyone. As the day draws to an end the blazing sun sinks, I am looking forward to coming back. Crystal Cove will always be a place I will love forever. When I'm there, I feel totally relaxed as if I were in my own little world.
Slipper sharp rocks have pools dug/hallowed in them.
The _______ water …. Harbors …. _adj. adj. ________ life.
As I close my eyes I listen to the wind whistle _direction_adj. adj. noun.______.
Airplane’s ________ engines
Beautiful / pristine (No People
2 yrs. – 102yrs.