They Are All Different

Some well meaning, supportive but ultimately foolish people have been encouraging me to keep doing sunsets and sunrises. Well as I stagger out of bed at the beach, lurch toward the door, drag aside the drapes and gape out at the Tasman Sea, this is what I find just before 7:00 am. The charm of it all is that every ocean horizon sunrise is different. No two are ever the same.