When you see as far as you can on the left and right was open water and sand. The splash of small was open water and sand. The splash of pieces of seashells lay scattered on the beach and small holes covered the sand where the crabs had dug in.
There is the soft wind and warm wind. The water was not very chilling. Far in the distance the sun was changing color from yellow to orange and then it became a red ball hanging over the horizon.
The horizon was a long gray line broken once by the outline of a ship or a fisherman's boat. Here lays the peace and tranquility that poets, writers, and artists alike try to capture in words and paint.