Each morning I pass the council workers as they play with the sand in their machinery, I say good morning to Maree going for her morning swim as she does every day at the same time,her dog patiently waiting on the sand,I duck under the fishing line of  the occasional fisherman and a lady jogs past with an eager playful dog anticipating the movement of the ball.These are my morning friends I greet. Then, I stand, looking out to sea, halfway between Wamberal and Terrigal and watch the sunrise.