To The Lighthouse
“Gently the waves would break (Lily heard them in her sleep); tenderly the light fell (it seemed to come through her eyelids). And it all looked, Mr. Carmichael thought, shutting his book, falling asleep, much as it used to look years ago.”
― Virginia Woolf,
This video, taken with an iPhone on September 20, shows a spectacular late summer morning up at Little Sable Point Light. Opening the tower and looking out on a morning world is my delight, with my coffee cup in hand it is pure bliss. I looked forward to this.
Edit: God, am I lucky. And grateful.