"Wherever I may be I find myself looking to the sun at the end of the day.  I see photographs in all I do.  Sometimes the light is dulled by an overcast sky, or worse, a charming, stormy evening.  No matter though.  Once the sun reaches the horizon at the end of day, I know the evening will soon begin and the light will start to fade.  I was in Rockport on a bright and sunny afternoon as the sun started to touch the horizon.  In the harbor, the light grew thick in it’s death dive and fell upon three small vessels lying in wait for the dawn.  I persevered the scene just before the shadows crept across the harbor and blotted out a wonderful nautical moment."