Petersburg Pilot -

The world around us is changing fast now, with each day shorter than the last. We arrived at Five Finger Lighthouse in Spring to fiery skies splashed with deep glowing reds and oranges. We moved into the long light-filled days of summer — so much light made us giddy and we forgot to sleep at all until we fell asleep standing. As the summer wanes, the dusk and dawn horizons have softened to gentle shades of rose and gold and the mountains glow pink again. The mists have arrived, sometimes wrapping us in an opaque veil. Other times the mist streams in snake-like tendrils, winding between th...