Sunday, October 6th (2013) Mom and I were in Cape Elizabeth, Maine. The photo is self-explanatory, but words that come to mind:
Breathtaking.
Surreal.
Peaceful.
It was windy and the clouds moved quickly across the landscape. There were no sounds except the winds wisking the tides to the rocks. There were birds silently flying around, as if paying respect to the dominant waves. The lighthouse was in pristine condition; white, just as I pictured. The small patches of grass, the greenest I've ever seen. The rocks pushed up from the sea guard the house. In the distance, the original lighthouse is out to sea, watching over its replacement.
A beautiful day. And a great experience to forever share with my Mom.
- jennifer