Sailing in a small boat during a September sundown is special. Maybe it’s the soft, yielding sounds of the parting water as the light slowly disappears, or the feeling that you’re more in and of the water than on and riding it, or the sense of intimacy with the shifting wind, or just watching stars starting to appear in the vast, silent sky above and being filled with wonder.
(Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on September 24, 2025.)