“We are told to let our light shine, and if it does, we won’t need to tell anybody it does. Lighthouses don’t fire cannons to call attention to their shining – they just shine.” ~ Dwight L. Moody
After going for a run and seeing if my Mom needed anything, I went to Frontside for a couple hours to get some much needed work done. To me the perfect morning is spent in a coffee shop with a maple latte, content creating, and writing. I had been struggling a bit with words of late, but with the sun shining through the various windows, it helped the creative muse.
I had a very special appointment later that morning and then I was off to Portland to meet my mertwin for some much needed girl time.
March or January?
If I was perfectly honest (which I always try to be) we done WHY I got so sick afterwards this very well could have been why. While the sun was shining, it was blustery and cold. I had been in denial since I got back to New Hampshire, and did not have the proper outerwear attire. Basically I needed a Canada Goose jacket, instead of the leather jacket and scarf I was wearing.
All this said, it was SO worth it. I had debated going over early to do some beach combing and get a much needed taste of the ocean, and Mother Nature’s arctic temperament was to going to hold this mermaid back.
Direction: The Ocean
I couldn’t decide where I was going to go. I had originally thought of going to Prout’s Neck, but was unsure if there would be parking due to all the snow accumulation. I then thought about Two Lights, but my heart was surprisingly not craving that either. I kept changing the GPS every few minutes, being the indecisive mermaid.
I went back and forth between Two Lights and Portland Headlight, and I finally let me heart speak, and went to Portland Headlight, which even during the Winter is stunning.
Portland Headlight and Fort Williams
Despite the chilly temperature, it was surprisingly busy. I parked down at the fort and explored a bit not he small beach that is there. I even found some sea glass, which made my heart soar.
There is nothing like the Maine Coast and that includes the winter. I was so happy to be at the beach, that to quote Elsa, “The cold never bothered me anyway.” Though while I did attempt to walk the cliff walk, I did have to cry uncle and turn around because it was so gusty.
After hanging about the Fort for a little while, I drove up to the Lighthouse, which is always great for spectacular views and gorgeous picture taking.
The lighthouse would be the Cindy Crawford of lighthouses. It is the most photographed lighthouse in the world, and it completely deserves that moniker. At the tip of Cape Elizabeth, it rises from the cliffs like a stoic beacon. I could stay there for hours and never get sick of the view.
Alas, I was finally beginning to feel the cold, and it was also time to meet my mertwin. We were meeting at my favorite taco joint in Scarborough, called El Reyo, because of course if you are me, you spend Saint Paddy’s at a Taco Bar. This place is a well deserved gem in the area. The prices are reasonable, and the food delicious.
It was incredible to spend time with my bestie, and while we took some pictures, we spent the majority having a much needed gab fest. She is one of those people where you can pour your heart out free of judgement, and she gives sound advice which I needed at the time. It was medicine for my heart, in the best possible way.
What is your favorite lighthouse? How is your perfect day spent?