We made our last seasonal trip to our favorite lighthouse in South Lubec, Maine today. Very close to the birthplace of my maternal grandmother Nora. Her maternal great grandfather and grandfather were Lighthouse Keepers there. We walked on the lovely wooded trails around the light, trails we always love wandering on. It smelled like Christmas in the damp salty air heavy with the scents of fir and balsam. We've never visited the amazing Arctic Bog in autumn. It was certainly a treat for our eyes, autumn's colorful palette spread out before us.
We couldn't miss a chance to climb the steep stairs down to the rocky beach. The tide was coming in, the amazingly high tides influenced by the Bay of Fundy are something to see. If you walk out just a bit on the shore, the lighthouse is visible high on the cliff above the dangerous channel. It was actually dark enough to see the beacon as it rotated in the striped tower. It's the first time I have ever actually been there late enough in the afternoon/early evening to see the light. I've been coming to this light station since I was 9 years old, so this was indeed a special day on our last visit of the 2021 season.
For the Record,
This day came in cloudy with a few sprinkles of rain. The colors of the foliage made up for the lack of sun.
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