This essay is called fields and sands. its a creative description of the isle of lewis in scotland. it gives an imagery point of view of the reader. the reader experiences the scenery in the description.
On the Island of Lewis In Scotland there is lots to see. As you walk from your
ancient blackhouse home, down the long dirt road you see many big long
brown haired Island Bulls as they moo so loud the next town could hear. Also
with Fluffy white sheep and their guardian sheepdogs taking care of them.
You stop to let the soft warm breeze blow against you wondering why it
wouldn't be raining on this rain-prone island. You gaze around at the beautiful
lucious green grass filled with Heather and Thistles.
A car goes by and the man and woman say "hello" as the townspeople
always do, in the small town of Stornoway.
They go in the opposite direction on
their way to the Atlantic Ocean. Where the white sandy beaches are so pure
and the beautiful shimmering waters flow up to the sand. The sea creatures and
sea shells line the beach, alone with the huge towering lighthouse.
You start to walk again on your way through the busy downtown area to
the beautiful harbour. When you get to the harbour you see many people as
they are loading onto the large Hebertis Ferry. The docks are filled with many
small fishing boats getting ready to set sail. You walk onto the Pier #1 and realize
you are standing on a burial ground for the ancient MacLeod Castle way
underneath the water.
As you are standing there, your grey, shiny friend Sammy the Seal hops
onto the deck. Then he barks and claps happily like an eager dog for his daily...