Echoes of the Tide

Weathered hulls lean together like old companions, their chipped paint and rusted metal whispering stories of countless journeys and storms survived. The light falls softly across their battered surfaces, catching the curve of each boat as if tracing the memory of motion long stilled. Against the backdrop of a restless sky, these forgotten vessels stand as a quiet monument to time and tide — remnants of a life once tethered to the sea, now grounded yet still dreaming of open water.