More specifically, sailing knitting lessons. Lesson number one. Save colorwork for calm moments. Multiple balls of yarn become a tangled mess when thrown into the cabin when all hell breaks loose.
Lesson number two. Time flies and you’ll never accomplish all you plan.
Lesson number three. Enjoy these moments.
The closing crew arrived on the Island at 8 am, we finished work by 11, headed off island by dinghy, then boat, then car, then ferry and saw another stupendous sunset, this time over the Adirondack Mountains.
Yesterday’s gale scrubbed the sky.
Today was sunny, windy and a perfect temperature. We hauled the various commemorative benches to the whistle house, finished packing up the gift shop, after numerous purchases by me, and did my final weed whacking.
That left plenty of time for photo ops and knitting. I’m on my third climbing deer hat and am a little dizzy.
Then I shared the same sunset you saw but mine had a cruise ship on the horizon.
S’mores for dessert and now I’m ready for bed. Good night, sweet dreams.
If it’s clear and there’s a high pressure, at least 86 miles. Here’s our view of Mount Washington last night.
It has to do with how high we both (Mt. Washington and Seguin Lighthouse) are above the earth. Wikipedia lays it out here:
And here. If it was at sea level, we could only see about 30 miles because of the earth’s curvature but since we’re both tall, we can see farther.
I’m keeping a cricket and visitor count and they’re pretty close. I remember this from prior years. Every morning we find cricket(s) trapped in the sink. Total count thus far, 5; visitors: 16.
I gave up on a knitting a tomtem jacket, for now, and the games begin. First “climbing deer” hat in progress.
The first one is in exchange for venison from my postmaster. We have the best post office. Once a package with only my name and town made it to my PO Box! Next I owe several to kids who actually asked for them last Christmas. I hear my needles clacking.
And I think it’s about 80 miles away from Maine. The skies finally cleared, after five days of rain and fog, and it was worth the wait. The air was so clear we could see straight to Mount Washington.
Mount Washington
We were watching the sunset from the catwalk of the lighthouse and then got too cold because the clear air is associated with cold air. Last night was in the 40’s and it didn’t get warmer than mid-50’s all day. We are very aware of the temperature since there is only one space heater in the keeper’s quarters.
We decided to watch the sunset from the lantern room, which is always toasty with the light burning, and then the optics were almost more interesting than the sunset itself. The original fresnel lens is incredible. It’s delicate and powerful. It takes a 1000 watt light bulb and amplifies and transmits its rays about 70 miles. It also turns a sunset upside down.
Optical sunset
Light and sunset
This last sunset photo is actually looking east! It’s a reflection of a reflection of a reflection. And so on and so on and so on.
Reflections
Sunsets seem more stunning after bad weather. I’m not sure if this is simply my perception or reality.
Island and North Country Life 