Evening at the Lighthouse

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The open sea is rarely calm. When the sound of the waves is absent, the calm is often also silent—except in early summer. In the north, there is plenty of light, and the cries of the terns echo long into the night. The low, soft cackle of the mama eider ducks waddling near the buildings on the lighthouse island in the dead of night melts the soul. That gentle chatter is among my fondest memories of the sea, dating back to my early childhood.

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The open sea is rarely calm. When the sound of the waves is absent, the calm is often also silent—except in early summer. In the north, there is plenty of light, and the cries of the terns echo long into the night. The low, soft cackle of the mama eider ducks waddling near the buildings on the lighthouse island in the dead of night melts the soul. That gentle chatter is among my fondest memories of the sea, dating back to my early childhood.

The lighthouse stands at the edge of the world. Smoothly worn steps lead up to the lantern room. From there, you can see the shadows of the clouds reflected in the sea—and the small world of the lighthouse island. Starting in the 1950s, lighthouses began to be left without keepers or even became completely obsolete. It was not until around the turn of the millennium that the cultural and architectural value of these navigational aids, abandoned to the mercy of the weather and vandalism, began to be understood, and efforts were made to save them. Everyone who has helped save even one of our lighthouses has given a gift to all Finns.

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