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Cutler Maine – Every Day Is Independence Day

Wednesday, July 4th, 2012
Day 271

I believe this is my fourth, 4th of July in Cutler, and at Little River Light. I also believe the 4th of July here is very, very special. Here, like many small towns still in America, the day begins to take shape a week before, as flags are hung along Main Street from the telephone poles, yards are tended to, and red, white and blue bunting appears to adorn the front porches of the road-lining homes. And yet in Cutler Maine, it just seems more charming. It is arguably one of the most picturesque villages, harbors, and island Lighthouses in the country, and for the small stretch that is its heart, in what an MIT study referred to as “little more than a curve in the road linked to a small cove with docks”, is a heart of gold.

Sure it has all the trappings on the 4th – fireworks (that this year rivaled many a city 100 times its size), BBQ’s, a parade…it also still has “cracker-eating then whistle” contests, Coke drinking (an ad if I every saw one), and “bubble-gum bubble-blowing”. And it has Lobster Boat races, and lobster crate races (a true highlight), but what’s really special is its community, one I think often lost, that truly cares about, laughs with, shares in, and takes care of one another, and at a moments notice. I believe that to the degree it happens here, is indeed rare. And certainly a treasure.

And yet, at its very foundation is a deep rooted sense of independence. There can be few occupations that so embody the image of self-sufficiency and independence as that of a Maine Lobsterman. I find the dichotomy of these two factors at play, dependence and independence,neither of which this little Village could live without, striking.

And this Lighthouse, re-lighted a mere few days after the 9/11 tragedy, was christened “The Beacon Of Freedom”, as a sign of this country’s resilience, fortitude, and independence. It’s only fitting that it should be here.

The “Beacon Of Freedom” Flag was unfurled on the Tower on Tuesday. Just so happened it coincided with the return of the “Bold Coast Puffin Tour” boat, aboard the “Barbara Frost”, with Captain Andy Patterson always at the helm. This is an almost daily occurrence off the front yard of this island, and always a welcome sight. They stop and wave, and I wave back, all the while Andy I’m sure talking about this Light, and the families that kept it for so many years. Timing is everything.

The aligning of Venus and Jupiter, which I mentioned in an earlier post, definitely did not disappoint, although planets and the moon don’t often translate into pictures. This one I’ve posted, was looking due East, as dawn was breaking…

Both the fog, and the sea smoke, rolls in and out in minutes, and without warning. It is beautiful, lolling layers of light, usually quite gentle with its grip, graceful in its comings and goings. I’ve added a snap…

The world that is my rich and gifted palette, on this the most northeastern island Lighthouse in the US, is a full spectrum of greens and blues, smears of purples and pinks, accents of yellow, and of course, grays in every shade. How very fitting…

Work continues on the Island, as do visitors. Both are a privilege. And thanks to Bob at Ridge Redemption for being so accommodating. If you live around here, you should go to there. And I’ll share some more pics of the 4th, including the Lobster Boat races tomorrow.

I am thankful to all that fought, and struggled, and risked for this country’s Independence. Amidst all the pageantry and poetry, I thought about it. And I am grateful for Andy Griffith. Mayberry had an early and formative influence on me. Perhaps that’s one reason why I love, and appreciate, Cutler as I do.

Horn sounds. The Bell rings. And this Light shines. So does this Community.
May yours also.


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Little River Lighthouse Quarters, Visitors and Prep

Monday, June 25, 2012
Day 262

Paradise takes a lot of work. Especially when you’re getting it ready for guests. The Keeper’s bedroom upstairs has been spackled and painted, and is absolutely gorgeous. Pics to follow when I get everything on the walls and in the room. In the meantime, here’s a couple of neat shots of the scraped walls, showing decades, if not centuries of layers of paint. It looks like a map to me. I may do a series on this…

Just tons of other work going on. Had some happenstance visitors the other day, which is becoming an almost daily occurrence, and pleasant being a change from squirrels to humans. A family from Ohio, visiting a gentleman whose family has been here for many years and generations. It was nice to have Sam, Emily, Jordan and Steve Schafer come by, along with Mark and Cole McGhie. It is important to make this Light available to everyone, and we seem to be doing a good job at that.

Tim and Kathy are headed off for the commemoration celebration of the new quarter in the America The Beautiful series, honoring Acadia National Park with an illustration of Bass Harbor Light. You can learn more about it here…
and here’s a sneak peak…

A Village resident, Tigger, and his son and daughter, Ian and Sophie, were out fishing on the wharf yesterday, catching Mackerel. It’s what kids do here, which is nice…

Some great snaps of Marilee Lovit’s visit, our island botanist, that I was able to get up…

With some fascinating plant specimens…

Lots to do so I apologize for the brevity…

Horn’s on. Light shines. Good Enuf.

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Sunrise At Maine Little River Lighthouse

Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Day 251

I am awakened by the low and incredibly pleasant rumble of lobster boat engines, and small chatter on the VHF. They are the Harley’s of the Sea. Hogs. It is a very distinct sound, that reverberates far beyond what one thinks is physically possible. And I spoke with Josh and Nick, as they headed out to fish.

It is 4:15 am, and my world is fully lit. The sun is coming up, and it is bright, and light. Totally. Amazing that the sun now rises a full 45 degrees northeast of where it did in the winter. Orange and pink puddles play across the water….a catwalk, of floating stepping stones. I wonder if I could hop all the way to the sun. I think I could.

The days continue to be amazing. Skies that make you think of God.

Saturday got me to shooting the tiniest of flowers. This is about an inch.

Andy Patterson, Captain of the Barbara Frost and owner of Bold Coast Tours, came out, again, with his kids. I love this. I want the people who live here to come out. All the time.

Here’s a snap of Trevor, my website savior, on the catwalk of the tower…I think his wife might turn out to be a bit of a savior too…as she has offered to help with grant writing apps.

And some stick flower thing….

Paul Higgins, a Geologist, who happens to work now for the Maine EPA, came out yesterday to look at the water supply and the filters. All is great and by June 30 everything will be in order. By the way, not one squirrel or mouse in the house for 72 hours. (Thanks Lee). I think the ordeal is over. I am hoping that Paul will become part of this Endeavor project. He could add a lot to the educational side of the program…

The lupin are bloomin’….

And a curious crow was caught in a trap, on Captain Bob Fortin’s boat, F/V Patriot. It was freed….

Two regional papers have published their summer guides, and Little River Light is in both, thanks to Tim Harrison! (I will have to find a link to the Quoddy Tides page)


I am continuing to work on the revision of the website, so I appreciate your patience and welcome observations and suggestions. The Foghorn sounds. The Light was on. Good Enuf.

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Thunderstorms At Maine Little River Lighthouse

Monday, June 11, 2012Day 250

I have waited four years for a thunderstorm here. For some reason, here, they are extremely rare. In fact, F/V Captain of the Charlene Gail, Jeremy had once said to me his daughter was seven before she ever heard one. In Massachusetts, and even NYC and DC and Richmond, they are regular this time of year. But here…rare.

Saturday was finally the day. Five hours of thunderstorms. And well worth the wait. Crazy, Stephen King Clouds. Crossing the harbor from west to east. Palpable. Low. Touchable almost. Scary kind of. Lost power for 12 hours. Completely bananas.

Trevor Holewinski, who is a brilliant website and wordpress expert, was helping me re-do the Lighthouse Endeavor website and blog. They started when I picked him up and brought him on island. Continued during our three hours of work. And hit again when I brought him back. We sat in the harbor, and he was patient and understanding while I snapped.

They then peaked, shortly thereafter. And I stood on the dock, on the harbor side of this island, and shot. They came across the water. Strikes. Bolts. Boomers. Rumbles. And rollers. Vibrating. Reverberating. Modulating. Everything I hoped they would be.

And then a rainbow. I have seen probably 150 rainbows in my life. Not only was this one one of the best, but rainbows usually last minutes. This one remained out for about an hour. Really. An hour.

More later. As I mentioned, we are totally re-doing the website. Lots of work on this end. Thank you for being patient. Horn sounds. Light is on. Good Enuf.

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