Anchored In Amber

About this piece

A white sailboat rests to the right of the frame, its bare mast extending into an amber sky and descending through a rippled reflection. Golden light softens the horizon, while a buoy and a distant vessel punctuate the open water, lending scale to the scene’s quiet expansiveness.

The story

Late November takes on the color of honey across the water. The sailboat holds its place, its weathered hull close to a reflection that gently comes apart in the ripples. Farther out, a buoy and another mast mark the distance without filling it. Between them stretches a luminous interval, with no wake to break its quiet.