Describing a Sunset
Describing a sunset can be relatively easy. All you have to do is photocopy this blog! Seriously, though, some thought should go into planning an essay like this. You should have your colours pre-planned and make a quick list of the images you are going to describe. Include all five senses where possible and focus in on some ‘stream-of-thought’ also. What are your feelings towards the beauty you see? Does it make you think of life and its purpose a bit more? Does the overarching immensity of sky make you feel small and insignificant? These are just some tips but read on to germinate some more ideas. The techniques used here can be accessed easily in my new book ‘Writing with Stardust’ on Amazon. There is also a spelling workbook of the same title. Just click on the book title at the end of the blog. In the meantime, enjoy the story……
Describing a Sunset
What is it about the beach that reaches in and feather touches the wilder parts of our soul? Is it the sounds, the smells, the colours or a combination of these? To begin with, let’s start with the sounds and see where it takes us.
There’s a soothing necromancy to the sounds of the sea that can’t be found anywhere else. I say necromancy because the night sounds can seem as sinister as a burglar to the unwary. Have you ever sat on a shingle beach with the sun setting and the salty lips of the waves kissing the sand roughly? Is it possible to recreate this sound? Open your ears and give it a try. Can you hear it?
The sea teems and hisses, scrapes the stones, lashes the beach and releases. It sizzes, chafes the pebbles, dashes the sand and retreats. It fizzes and seethes, spits out grit and slaps the beach with its salty lips. Finally it swishes, washes and polishes the shingle, then swirls and whirls as the tide switches. Its work done, it recedes, leaving a seaweed-slick shingle beach behind.
Of course, such a scene wouldn’t be complete without the smells of the beach wafting up your nostrils. A beach has such a medicinal smell, a coconut-and-citrus extravaganza of scents. But that is not what you can ferret out with your nose right now. Your stomach rumbles and growls as the aroma of flame-grilled meat drifts towards you. You can hear it sizzling on the griddle and the steak fat dribbling and hissing as it spills onto the grill. There are burgers being flash-fried also and lord oh lord, is that mushroom and onion moisture you can hear fizzling on hot charcoal? All the splattering juices and squirting blood being seared is enough to make any man’s legs wobble. To finish it off, your lips smack with the anticipation of salty meat as barbeque sauces, chilli, vinegar and cayenne peppers are layered onto the steaming platters of food.
To take your mind off the torture of an empty stomach, you gaze at your surroundings. The sun is setting and there are only a few swallows left in the sky. They pirouette like will-o’-the-wisps on valium, their scimitar wings slashing the air as they go. The seagulls are still squawking and squabbling over scraps of food, their raucous cries loud and brash in the faltering light. Come to think of it, you are just beginning to notice something for the first time. It is your hallelujah moment, an epiphany so profound that you know it will never be bettered. You could sit on this rock for a thousand years more and nothing as insightful will hit you like this again.
Your epiphany is this: you are beginning to notice that someone is slowly turning up the volume of the beach sounds. The wave-music is louder, the haunting cry of a curlew above you is pressing into your head and the swell of the heaving sea is magnified to a murmur. The span of sea sky makes you feel like you are trapped in a dome of glass. Everything rings out with a crystal and piercing clarity and all the sounds are cut to sharpness. Is this caused by a drop in temperature, the stillness of the air or your senses becoming more attuned? It is none of these. It is because you are reflective and the immense majesty of sky, air and sea has made you recognise your own mortality. A moment like this may never come again and you are both enlightened and sadder for it.
It’s not all bad news, however. Your newly found spidey-senses make you aware that the dipping sun is ember-red and it licks and glitters channels of the sea red like a dragon’s tongue. The sand has been burnished into a long winding-sheet of copper and the horizon is threaded with a thin line of silver. As the sun bows down further, the slumbering heap of sea becomes a-glow like melted platinum. The last few lances of light are cast down in a holy line of laser fire and it is over. The night is here and the sky looks like a black, velvet ceiling sprinkled with dream dust.
As you sit and ponder your own mortality, you ask of yourself the eternal and timeless question all men of worth have asked throughout the ages: “What will I be having for breakfast?” You sigh and pine as the last, despairing puffs of burger fume are washed from the barbeque grills.
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This is a Level 3 sample from my new book ‘Writing with Stardust’, now on Amazon. It comes in 5 Levels, from beginner to advanced, and there is a spelling workbook also. It is the ultimate descriptive guide for students and teachers. I hope you enjoy the post.
LEVEL 1: BASIC SENTENCES
- The night sky was heather-purple. COLOUR
- Humming bees darted through the air. BEE MUSIC
- The stars were glittering like scattered space dust. METAPHORS FOR THE SUN
- The beaked chorus of birds filled the air. THE DAWN CHORUS
- The edible ceps looked like shiny penny buns. EDIBLE FOODS
- Clouds were latched to the unending sky. THE SWEEP OF SKY
- The afternoon sky was cocktail-blue. THE BRIGHTEST BLUES
- The grass was downy soft. SENSATION
- A stew of smells filled the air. SMELL
- The summer food was gelatin sweet. TASTE
LEVEL 2: A BASIC PARAGRAPH
The night sky was juniper-purple. The sound of intoning bees filled the air. The stars were glowinglike beacons for the lost souls of the world. A feathered medley echoed through the trees. The garlic smell of ramsons drifted through the air. The clouds were bracketed to the eternal, summer sky. It was like a dome of solar blue. The grass was silksoft. Abroth of smells swirled around me. The food we ate was honeysuckle sweet.
LEVEL 3: CREATIVE PARAGRAPHS
An amethyst-purple tint invades the late summer skies. The world is changing and autumn is approaching. Soon the land will be a-fire in the warm glow of tree-flame. Pagan rituals such as Hallowe’en will bring back long dead memories of trolls, spooks and hobgoblins.
For now, however, the fields are still Elysium-green. Bees are still murmuring in that strange cult hum exclusive to them. They flit from flower to flower, surfing the short spaces as they go. The stars are summer stars, flickering like pulsing lodestars. A sol-fa of song erupts as they fade away, the ancient alchemy of the dawn chorus.
Bilberries and chanterelles adorn the forest floor, questing for sunlight. The perpetual skies of summer are buckled with clouds and they flare up in a luminous, neon-blue when the mood takes them. Summer is nature’s treasure trove. The fields are laden with goldenrod-yellow flowers and silver-washed fritillaries carry their bushels of pollen carefully. A goulash of scents twirls above the satinsoft petals and the pear sweet taste of the air is a blessed joy.
But summer brings with it a bitter twist. The nights are closing in on each other and the long days are faltering. Enjoy the beaches, the barbecues and the birds. In a few short months, all will be cold.
LEVEL 4: ADVANCED PARAGRAPHS
Water, water, everywhere and not a drop to drink. I am doomed.
The wooden planks of flotsam I have cobbled together after the shipwreck are coming loose. I am sitting on a floating coffin with makeshift oars. It’s like Satan’s sauna out here in this big, blue tomb. The emptiness in my soul matches the spiritless sky and the featureless waterscape around me.
The days are the worst. The remorseless sun bends his full will against my survival and he is winning. I feel like I have been stabbed by a million sun spears. My blood simmers, my brain stews, and even my bones seem to smoulder in their meaty carcass. Dead man drifting. That’s who I am. I am floundering in a sea of divine-blue quicklime and there’s no escape. My tongue feels like a slab of lead, cloven to the roof of my mouth. My throat is parched and my lips are chapped and flaky. Only a god could save me now.
Below the surface, huge shapes glide. Their fins break the surface like steel triangles, leaving barely a ripple. They circle and circle, constantly searching for weakness. They have followed me for three days and nights, cruel and cunning as they are. The knife fixed to the end of the oar can only keep them at bay for so long.
The tides are the mistress of the sea. They dictate the level of wind necessary for my forward movement. No tides, no wind, no survive. That’s why I hate the nights. A vast shroud of Barabbas –black fills the abyss of sky above. The wind dies down as the eerie, spectral moon appears. It casts down splinters of Solomon-gold, making the sea crests sparkle like elf-light. It is merely an illusion of beauty. I can see the full glitter of their beady eyes and the flash of their scalpel sharp teeth as they grin at me. The only sounds to keep me company are the sigh of wind, the slap of oar and the slosh of wave. The leavening sea is my enemy. It is as cold as a ghoul’s soul and my teeth are rattling and chattering. The haunting cheep-cheep of a passing tern reminds me how powerless I really am. Even he can go home. The stink of a thousand seas surrounds me. It is a mix of rotting kelp and dying fish. It assaults my nostrils and steals my hope.
But lo! There’s a huge magma-red light in the distance. I am rocked by a huge wave which pushes me towards the light. All the gods are with me. My name is Lucius Andropedus. I am a fisherman from Pompeii and I am lost at sea. It is The Year of Our Lord 79 A.D, somewhere off the coast of Italy, and I am saved.
LEVEL 5: COMPLEX WRITING: SEA MUSIC
The cliff we stood on seemed as old as Abraham. Far below, the hungry sea gnawed at its ankle.
Someone once said that paradise is where seagulls are flying beneath your feet. They were arcing and wheeling between the witchcraft of the morning light. An occasional scream would echo from the cliffs, eerie and resonating. The immense vista leading to the horizon was jaw dropping. The Prussian-blue vault of velvet above seemed to solder into the liquid blanket of silver beneath. Far out to sea, a solitary cormorant, sleek wings a-flurry, streaked out to the place where sea and sky melt into each other and was lost from sight.
The slurpy slapping of the sea was muted, a metronomic murmur. The waves were merely snoozing, sluggish and slumbering in their liquid robes. They dribbled up to the beach of the sheltered cove, then shuddered and drizzled their sea spray onto its surface, whisking the stones before releasing. A current of cold electricity passed through the air. We shivered. The wind whipped up. The sea simmered.
Sloshing, swollen to its confined depths, its cavernous bowels stirred, a growling from the fathoms. Suddenly, stone dashed sand teemed as the sea hissed, washed, polished, and lashed the pebbles before sloshing back. It hissed, slipped, dashed the sand and released; fizzed, spit, seethed the beach and released: sizzed, slapped, swished the stones and released.
The mesmeric beauty of its beat was heart-swelling. We realized then that the sea was its own master, kindling its own symphony. It hadn’t finished its song yet, however. The wind, the midwife of the seas, served a different master and whipped it into a frenzy.
The echo of a raspy rumbling from the enraged sea came to us, a tremulousness to fear. The waves were really sloshing, slurping and slobbering with their salty lips. They pounded into the cliff of the sheltered cove, then paused and pounced with malice onto its ankle, slamming the rock before releasing. A rumour of its malevolence passed through our legs. We shivered. The wind died down. The sea bubbled. Trembling, throbbing to its rotten beat, its malicious soul stirred, a warning from the ages. Suddenly, rip-tide rolls heaved as the sea foamed, crashed, pounded and bashed the cliff-foot before sloshing back. It foamed and frothed, plunged down hard and pummelled the hated cliffs; it lathered and lacerated, bucked waves and buckled itself; it smacked and smashed, surging waves and expunging its awful rage.
Its hissy fit over, it swelled once more, juddered and was still.
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Summer is the hottest season of the year however very interesting and entertaining season especially for the kids because they get chance to enjoy swimming, hilly regions, eat ice-creams, lassi, favorite fruits, etc. They enjoy school off in the summer season. It is one of the four temperate seasons of the year which falls between spring and autumn. We have provided below some essays on summer season under various words limit in order to help students who have been assigned by their teachers to write some paragraphs or complete essay on this topic. You can select any of the paragraphs or essays according to your need and requirement.
Essay on Summer Season
Summer Season Essay 1 (100 words)
Summer is the hottest season having longest days and shortest nights. It is quite longest season than other seasons of the year. During summer solstice, days become longest and nights shortest. Summer season generally starts soon after the Holi festival (in the month of March) and ends in the month of June. As day-length increases, summer season temperature become at highest peak point; however, as day-length decreases, summer temperature goes down slowly. When it becomes summer in Northern Hemisphere, it becomes winter in Southern Hemisphere. Weather becomes quite dry in this season however because of high temperature, warm air runs all through the season which is intolerable to us.
Summer Season Essay 2 (150 words)
Summer season covers the months March, April, May and June. It is the hottest season of the year as temperature reaches at its highest point. During this season, days get longer and hotter whereas nights shorter. In the middle of the day, sun rays are very hot. Hot wind runs all through the day which makes all around environment dry and rough. During peak summer season, small streams, wells, and ponds get dry up. People living in the rural areas suffer the lack of water, high heat, dryness, etc a lot because of the lack of electricity and other comfortable resources.
In spite of high heat, people enjoy eating summer season fruits like mangoes, cucumber, jackfruits, lichee, muskmelon, watermelon, etc in abundance. People in the urban areas enjoy a lot of activities in this season like swimming, tour to the hilly regions, Water Park, Fun Food Village, etc.
Summer Season Essay 3 (200 words)
Summer season is the hottest season of the year which makes outing almost impossible all through the day. People generally go outside to the market in the late evening or night. Most of the people enjoy morning walk in the summer season because of its cooling effect. Dusty, dry, and hot wind runs all through the day. Sometimes, people suffer heat stroke, dehydration, diarrhea, cholera and other health disorders due to the summer. Following are some points we should follow during summer season:
- It is very sunny season.
- We should wear comfortable cotton clothes.
- We should eat and drink cold things to fight summer heat.
- We should take lots of precautions to be healthy and fit all through the season.
- We should go to the hilly regions in summer vacation to easily combat with summer heat.
- We should drink lots of water to avoid dehydration and heat stroke.
- We should not go outside during day time especially 10am to 5pm to avoid harmful ultraviolet rays.
- We should keep a bowl of water and some rice grains outside in the corridor to save birds from the summer heat.
- We should ask for water to the people especially goods sellers, postman, etc.
- We should use cooling resources for our comfort in summer season; however, try to use less electricity to reduce the bad effects of global warming.
- We should not waste water and electricity.
- We should plant more trees in our surrounding areas and water them on daily basis to reduce the summer heat.
Summer Season Essay 4 (250 words)
Summer season is one of the four seasons of the year. In spite of being a hottest season of the year, kids like it most as they get summer vacation to enjoy in many ways. Summer season is caused due to the tilt of Earth’s rotational axis towards the sun during year-long earth’s revolution around the sun. Summer season brings very hot and dry weather (in Mediterranean regions) and rainy weather (in Eastern Asia because of Monsoon). At some places, storms and thunderstorms (which produce hail, strong winds and tornadoes especially afternoon and evening) are very common in the spring through summer.
Most of the people living in the urban areas cannot bear too much summer heat that’s why they went to seaside resorts, hilly regions, beaches, camps or picnics at cool places in the summer vacations with their kids. They enjoy swimming, eating summer fruits and drinking cold drinks. For some people, summer season is good as they enjoy and entertain them at cool places; however, it really becomes intolerable for people living in the rural areas because of the lack of summer heat beating resources. At some places, people suffer a huge lack of water in their own areas and they have to carry drinking water from long distance.
It is all over good season for the children as they get one and half months long summer vacation, enjoy at home with family, go for touring at cool places, enjoy swimming, and eat ice-creams including summer fruits. Generally, people enjoy summer morning walk before sun rise as it gives cool, calm and happy feeling with fresh air.
Summer Season Essay 5 (300 words)
Mainly, there are four seasons in India; summer season is one of them. It is very hot season however mostly liked by people. It occurs for four months (March, April, May and June) however May and June are high heated months of the summer season. Summer season is caused because of the movement of the earth around the Sun (called as earth’s revolution). During this movement, when part of earth comes nearer to the sun, gets heated (because of straight and direct sun’s rays) which bring the summer season. In this season, days become long and night short.
It falls after the festival of Holi and ends before the start of rainy season. All the water evaporated during summer season, stores in the form of vapor in the atmosphere (which makes clouds) and fall as rain in the rainy season. There are some advantages as well as disadvantages of the summer season. On one hand, when it is the season of enjoyment and rest for kids; on the other hand, it puts people at various problems and risks such as high heat, storm, heat stroke, dehydration, summer-boils, weakness, restless, etc. Mid-day of summer days become full of terrible heat which cause many weak people to die or suffer from sun-strokes.
At many places in India, people suffer scarcity of water and drought condition as wells, canals, and rivers go dry. Trees suffer falling of leaves because of lack of water. Everywhere dusty and hot wind runs which keeps people at health risk. We need to eat more fruits, cold things and drink more water in order to beat the summer heat.
Summer Season Essay 6 (400 words)
Summer is the hottest season among four seasons of the year. It begins on the day of Summer Solstice however ends on the day of Autumnal Equinox. Southern and Northern Hemispheres are located in opposite directions; so, when it is summer in Southern Hemisphere, it is winter in the northern hemisphere.
Facts about Summer Season:
Following are some facts regarding the summer season:
- Summer season occurs as earth is tilted towards the sun (means hemisphere tilted in the direction of the sun experiences summer whereas hemisphere tilted away to sun experiences winter).
- Children become happier in summer as they get long vacation from school.
- December, January, and February are also the months of summer however in the Southern Hemisphere, and June, July, and August are months of summer in the Northern Hemisphere.
- It is the season which keeps people outdoor for most of the time.
- It contains longest and warmest days of the year.
- We get interesting fruits and crops.
Why Summer is Hot Weather
It is the season of excessive temperature and dry weather including violent monsoons which causes rising death tolls. Weather in this season grows warmer because of the high temperature which leads to droughts with short water supply, scarcity or completely lack of water in some regions. Heat waves and spikes in temperature make this season excessively hot weather which creates number of problems to both, people and wildlife.
Many summer deaths (people or animals) are caused by dehydration due to heat waves. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, high heat waves are the reason of deadliest extreme weather in summer. So, it is good to stay well hydrated all through the season. According to the National Academy of Science’s Food and Nutrition Board, women should normally take 2.7 liters of water and men 3.7 liters on daily basis in the summer. However, people involved in vigorous exercises must take more water than normal.
It has been recorded by the NOAA’s National Climatic Data Center that year 2014 was the hottest summer. According to NASA, global heat is increasing during summer year by year because of the human created global warming. And, it seems that, this rising temperature will soon make this world a summer-like place all through the year.
As we are human being, the most intelligent creation of God, we must think and act positively towards this ever increasing temperature. We should enjoy the summer season by using all the comfortable resources however we should not cross the limit. We should enjoy within limit and always save water and electricity. We should not waste water and electricity because there is very less percentage of clean water on this earth and unnecessary use of electricity cause global warming. Come on! We can do it by joining our hands together.