It is a stormy day and the waves are high. The sky is gray, and the water looks dark. I can feel the sand go in and out between my toes as I walk. I can hear the cry of the seagulls from above. Oh, how I love that sound. There's something about a stormy day by the sea. The wind picks up and blows my hair around. I can hear the foghorn calling ships, warning them of the storm. There's something calming about a gray sky. A clean smell goes with the scenery. All day long it is like this. Tomorrow who knows, maybe the sky and the water will be a sparkling blue. Either way, I love being by the sea.
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