There’s a certain solitude found in the early morning. It may be the silence of still waters. Or maybe it’s the images of towering clouds reaching toward the hands of God. Regardless, there is Majesty in a Morning on the Marsh.
Author: TheWriteBoat
Retired from a career in destination marketing. Love God, family, friends, photography, music, boats, fast cars, racing, trawler life, and America, the greatest country in the world.

