Quotes Having known Mark's works and collected his etchings for over 40 years, I am always in awe of his talent as an artist and a poet. He died and at his memorial service the many "Mark" stories made us smile while we were wiping tears from our eyes. Quotes
Carolyn Abernethy
Lover of Whitcombe

Quotes We could feel it before it reached us. We could smell it before it breathed life into our canvas and whistled in our ears. It had to be a North Wind...and it had to be just right...and it was. Only a handful of times before had we ever heard of it happening, you know. Many of us, the saltiest of the crew, had heard the myth, had, from time to time, uttered those stories to one another up on deck, when we needed a thrill. The younger lot wouldn't listen to us; they would not hear of legend. For them, our aged and weathered faces, like our tired and battered ship, somehow discredited our integrity and worth. We may have believed, but never had we EXPECTED it to come true- being able to sail among the reach above the sun-baked rooftops of our navigate the skies and not the adventure unknown. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Jan 17, 2011)

Quotes The feel of it...the wintry bite on the tips of my ears and nose, the sweet invitation of fresh pine and woodfire in my senses, the comforting and familiar brush of the tree's branches against my face and neck as we loped through these city streets. The pick of the season, I tell you...the champion choice from the corner street lot. This will be the finest Christmas of all! Quotes
(submitted blog entry Dec 16, 2010)

Quotes Each summer season comes and leaves again, just as it arrived, like a fleeting breeze. "Next year," I say every time and every time becomes just another excuse. She sits in the yard year to year. Though sagging in the sod, the grass growing up around her, covering her majesty, still she stands proudly, flaked just as we left her- "Old Knock About" or "Sweet Maiden" waiting for her next voyage. Either way, she's ready and waiting with the patience of a saint saying sweetly, "take me to sea, dear friend, just one more time. I promise to glide as I once fly with the carry you to uncharted waters. Have no fear, my love, my old trusted friend, I will not disappoint. It is not here that I should rest, but at sea." Quotes
(submitted blog entry Jul 28, 2011)

Quotes ...and though I continued to shell out for our rent, each dreary month (hanging on, perhaps eager to see what might happen), I just knew, all too well (somehow) that we could go at any time. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Oct 19, 2010)

Quotes As she passed majestically beyond our bow, we couldn't help ourselves but to bid farewell to the sandy oasis; its warm, dry breezes billowy in our sails... Quotes
(submitted blog entry Oct 26, 2010)

Quotes ...and in that very moment she was so much older than I. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Nov 5, 2010)

Quotes Nearing the final tack, the milk-white moon was our mark, and the chorus of stars our sweet serenade. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Nov 13, 2010)

Quotes On the horizon, as the fog of the sound was finally giving way, it could be seen, in all of its splendor, an island- City Island, well-hidden and sacred to the sailors of New York. A secret of the boroughs, a small sliver of respite. Oh, let it be so that this great place remain unspoiled and delicately protected for eternity, void of the chaos and confusion of its nearby cities or thereby sink beneath the weighty burden of its majestic comforts and sought out uniqueness to the very bottom of the sea. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Nov 26, 2010)

Quotes The words awakened in my mind- "One man's trash is another man's treasure"- as I skirted the wake of the barge laden by such a trove that one would not believe. Quotes
(submitted blog entry Dec 1, 2010)

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