The Light Above
The evening breeze was brandishing a noticeable chill over the Owls Head peninsula as I peered towards the western sky and the dying embers of light it held. Turning to look across Penobscot Bay, the atmosphere was clear, it’s air crisp. Even though the sky was rapidly dimming, I was still able to discern the shape of Wooden Ball Island about 20 miles away. It was then when a gust of wind interrupted my thoughts, almost as if to remind me it was time to bid adieu such serenity. Before descending the stairs, I glanced back for a parting view of the lighthouse. The steady white light that emanates from the beacon’s Fresnel lens was glowing bright against the ever darkening sky when the fading reflection of the orange sky upon the door caught my eye. I paused one final moment to capture an image of the fleeting scene before taking my leave of the beacon as it was sure to continue its nightly watch over the deep in solitary fashion.
Prints of “The Light Above” are available in our gallery HERE