Photo taken Grand Haven, MI
By Lindsay Steele
I feel like the beach is this glowing trophy of warmth and joy during the summer. It goes on for miles, and eventually disappears. With eyes closed, and a sweet smile of satisfaction on my face, I always hear children squealing with joy at how cold the water is. But, I'll admit, I believe the beach is much more beautiful in the winter. The sand and snow mix to create an ongoing spin of colors. The wind blows wildly and freezes my toes and fingers, but the pain disappears from my mind every time I smile at the next mountain of frozen waves.
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