Tonight there’s another angel watching over us. Rest in peace, Sister Margie

On June 22, 2015March 29, 2024 By TheWriteBoatIn From the Writing Room2 Comments

Tonight’s sunset grew more beautiful with each passing moment. As the sky turned an increasingly glorious golden hue, I raced to the Charleston Harbor to capture it. When I returned home, I learned that my son-in-law’s aunt, and our family’s treasured friend, Sister Margie had passed away. I am quite certain that tonight’s magnificent sunset was God’s way of welcoming her home. She would have been ninety-one years old on July 3. During her nearly ninety years on earth, this wonderful, giving woman touched many hearts. She simply made the world a better place. She will be missed by all who were blessed to know her.

Rest in peace, Sister Margie. Rest in peace.

When the golden sun is setting

And the earth no more you trod

May your name in gold be written

By the sacred hand of God.

RDT

Through the clouds and above the fog bank, the winter sun is setting

On January 25, 2014 By TheWriteBoatIn From the helm, PhotographyLeave a comment

The old Pitt Street Bridge Park. It’s where I go to think…and to shoot. Sunrises over Sullivan’s Island, and sunsets over the Charleston Harbor can be spectacular from what locals call “the old bridge.” The bridge from Mount Pleasant, SC, over the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway to Sullivan’s Island, is long since gone, but the Town of Mount Pleasant has made the causeway out to the site of the old bridge, a small and wonderful park.