Tag Archive: Duncan L. Clinch Marina

Morning Winter Fog

Whatever torch we kindle, and whatever space it may illuminate, our horizon will always remain encircled by the depth of night. – Arthur Schopenhauer Advertisements

Winter Harbor

If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind. – Seneca

Marina Sunset

As the saturating colors of sun-life fade from sight, the ominous moon reaches out its long arm and applies the dark dyes of night. ― Daniel J. Rice, This Side of a Wilderness

Evening Light

One must wait until evening to truly see how magnificent the day must have been. – Socrates