A scene so familiar I call it my bridge over my river, Weyba Creek.
On the other side of me flows the Noosa River, as familiar, as loved.
Both rivers heading out to sea just five minutes from where I live. The surf club at Sunshine Beach is where the locals go for whale watching and a great meal to enjoy whilst doing so.
My local dog park turns you into a local quickly. Everyone knows everyone and stop and talk whilst dogs play or patiently wait for treats. Knowing people from the dog park means that seldom do you go to the shops without having at least one person to say hallo to. This makes you feel as though you belong, gives you community, makes you local.
Our local bakery, Jaspers, where we end our walks is the same. A group of regulars, initially unknown to each other, greet, converse and acknowledge each other in little ways both at the bakery and out and about.
And when you are greeted to this sign on your birthday it gives you a joy to know you are a valued local.
Even our local trees invite a hug
And as the sun sets on the day it is a lovely feeling being local.