Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Lighthouse Park, New Haven, CT.




Although any location in New Haven isn't really "off-off the beaten path" this park is still a very nice stop along the road. Like all New England beaches in the fall this one has been somewhat abandoned until the next hot summer season, and it will now be visited by a few cold loving dog walkers and solitude seekers. There was a bit of a November chill in the air, and the usual wind coming off the water, but otherwise very pleasant and sunny. I was excited to be able to walk right up to the lighthouse rather than just see it from a distance. The water was fairly calm and I watched the surf gently sweep in and out on the small beach below the base of the lighthouse. I stood for awhile and just listened to the whisper of the waves. Christmas lights are strung from the top of the lighthouse down to the ground so that seems like a good excuse for a return trip some night very soon.

1 comment:

L said...

I can imagine how lovely the lighthouse would look at night with the Christmas lights. I have never been to New Haven but those pictures make me what to stroll along that beach.

Blessings...

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