Race Point Lighthouse +

When I finally reached the tip of the Atlantic after traveling from Oregon, I stood before Race Point Lighthouse at sunset. The rolling dunes and swaying sea grass painted a striking scene against the vibrant hues of the setting sun. This moment, where land meets sea, captured the essence of nature's beauty, inviting reflection and inspiring creativity. In that magical twilight, the lighthouse stood as a sentinel, a testament to the journey and the breathtaking landscapes that lie across this land.