what a wonderful place to smell, the beach. i always come to the beach when i need to feel calm. its not just the sounds, but the smells. strong scents of salt wafting through the air. mixing with the heavy, dense smell of barbecues; it makes your mouth water. i can smell just about anything with my eyes shut. with the waves crashing against the shore, i breathe in slowly and deeply. doughnuts. barbecues. salt. chips. icecream. suntan lotion. perfume, as the family with sticky children and a mother that is too fake-tanned walk past me.

i stretch out on my towel and lay there, feeling warmed by the sunshine, wrapping around me like a blanket. the smells at the beach, they remind me of the colour green - salty, chemically and smokey. many natural places smell like the colour green. this beach's green is more turquoise, like the colour of cyan, but more green. smell is often quite hard to describe, but the smell of the beach... it's beautiful. not only can you smell the sea, but you can almost smell the sun, and the sand.

its a distinct smell, the beach.

you could put anyone on a seafront blindfolded and they would be able to tell you where they are, confidently and easily. just by smell and hearing alone.

not only can you smell the sand, but you can smell the grass. the arcades. the cafes. the shops that only sell shit you never need. there are so many smells at the beach. but my favourite has to be the smell of the food.

chips, bacon, fish, cakes. anything and everything you could ever want to eat at a beach, its here. icream, candyfloss, rock candy. the food smells delectable, so very delicious that your mouth begins to water just at the scent.

the beach. what a wonderful place to smell.