Holly's challenge today was to evoke childhood memories.
My childhood home was on the shores of Lake Erie and this was THE lighthouse in my hometown. As a child, I thought a VERY lucky family got to live there. I always wanted to live there too. It seemed so special sitting in the lake and at night its bright beacon swinging around. My favorite memory though, was when the fog rolled in and its foghorn would make that melancholy sound. I LOVED it! Now with GPS and all the other technological advances in marine navigation, I doubt it makes that sound or shines its light. I really don't know if it is there any more, but I know many artists catured it in oils and watercolor. I have a little cast model to remind me.
Thanks to someone, quite awhile ago on SCS...I wish I could remember who, I found this stamp on-line. It is THE lighthouse! Thanks, to whomever you are! The stamp is a treasure to me.
TFL
Date: Monday, March 22, 2010 GMT Views: 1402
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Registered: March 5, 2007 Location: Coatesville, Pennsylvania Posts: 44907
Mon, Mar 22, 2010 @ 4:46 PM
Oh my goodness!!!!! This card is a beauty! Your water looks so very real!!!! Amazing work! I love your story too! TFS!!!!
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Registered: August 9, 2004 Location: Fort Collins, Colorado Posts: 33063
Mon, Mar 22, 2010 @ 5:03 PM
What an awesome image!! Lighthouses are a great childhood memory for me as well. We lived not far from Santa Cruz, California and there was a lighthouse there that we always visited in the summer. Great one!!
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Registered: August 26, 2007 Location: Seattle area Posts: 282
Sun, Mar 28, 2010 @ 6:00 PM
What a cool memory and a really great card! Not to mention the wonderful light house stamp. I'm a lighthouse person and will have to haunt ebay looking for it. TFS!
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