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  • Flying back from an outer island a few years ago I was entranced by the spectacle of soaring above outer Penobscot Bay, arguably America’s greatest embayment.

    Absent the noise of the plane’s engine and the roar of wind as I opened the window to make this photograph, it becomes a sublimely silent image.

    I love how the islands and the cloud shadows mingle and I love the light. This is, in the end, really all about light.

    This open-minded agnostic - possessed as I am of a very deep faith - finds my mind wandering to the holy as I behold this once again.

    After many, many viewings of this photograph, I still feel the presence of a greater force as I continue to soar in the light over the bay…..
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