West Meets East

The constant protecting light given by lighthouses reminds me of our Lord. This fuels my deep love of lighthouses, and visiting as many as I can. S0, believe it or not, this lighthouse was just my own creation. Although wouldn’t it be a pretty one to visit! The large shell that is the base of the lighthouse was collected by my grandmother at the Atlantic Ocean. The small shell that is the backdrop for the light, I collected at the Pacific Ocean. I love the idea that the two coasts come together in one place.

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