Lighthouse Island

The sun is going down behind the fishing boats, and somebody in the little green cottage has already lit the lamps and got a fire going: you can see the smoke drifting up past the lighthouse. The great lamp up in the tower is burning, and the gulls are heading in for the night.

A red-hulled yacht is making the most of the last light while the surf breaks white over the rocks below, and there is a thin crescent moon out already.