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.
Sometimes the beauty of a sunrise is in the scene it illuminates. In this case a lone sailboat anchored behind the southern tip of Sullivan’s Island, where boats enter the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway from the Charleston Harbor.