In February we had our annual church family beach day. This is usually held on or around Australia Day (January 26, for any non-Australian readers), but due to the crazy wet weather we had this summer, the beach day had to be postponed to February 25. We went to Newport Beach for our church family bonding and water baptisms, but prior to that, three of my girlfriends and I went to the beach a little earlier to watch the sun rise.
I’m a night person and I love my sleep, but I will take any chance to go see a sunrise at the beach. On this particular day, though, it was a tad cloudy, particularly at the horizon. We arrived at Curl Curl (or was it Dee Why?) beach and found a spot on the rocks that overlooked a fishing spot. It was already quite bright—we had arrived about 15 minutes after the weather forecast said the sun was going to rise—but we couldn’t actually see the sun. Above the horizon was a strip of clouds, and behind that, the risen sun. But in a way we still got to see the sun rise because as we sat there, the sun rose from behind the clouds.