The Snubfin Dolphin glides through the glistening water, underneath the burning sun hanging low in the humid summer air. Glistening beads of water trickling down its back.

I sigh with silent joy as the soft scent of salt lingers in the air tingling my nose. Even the snubby can't help but adore the fresh ocean breeze as it resurfaces, its rounded forehead poking up in the blanket of blue.

The scent of salty, clean air wafts around like the smell of freshly baked cookies on Christmas Day.

The soft, silky waves lap towards the shore sending ripples of liquid magic slithering towards the golden grains of sand.