I had this plan! (now updated with readable text)...

A plan for todays post, that is.

Just discovered I have to get up at four in the morning... and that's soon to be just a few hours away, which in turn should mean that I have to get myself to bed quite soon...ish.

Well. I don't have to run yet, I think. 

I just wanted to say a few words about some buildings that I care a lot for. 

Being a sailor you get to know them, and you get to a point where you like them. A lot.

They are very different, but they are still sort of the same. They were true life savers back in the days, but can still be today, so don't put their lights out you coming generations. 

I am talking about lighthouses, and their different forms but similar function.

A Lighthouse (def.):
"a tower or other structure displaying or flashing a very bright light for the guidance of ships in avoiding dangerous areas, in following certain routes, etc."

As usual, definitions does not quite reflect the real world in every sense. It says nothing about how many lives and ships they have saved. It says nothing about the total ammount of relief sailors must have felt through the years just by discovering the light through the fog or seaspray from the bow on a horrible night at sea. It says nothing about the men that built them, out there on a tiny little skerry or on a hardly visible sea stack in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by nothing but death and horror. It says nothing about the fact that they are all strong, wonderful buildings, masterpieces of architects, engineers and craftsmen. It says nothing about the men, and sometimes entire families living at the lighthouse premises to take care of, and protect, that fragile and important light, day and night for a lifetime. Neither does it tell any stories of all those heartbreaking and horrible scenes the lighthouse keepers must have witnessed at times when the weather and conditions has been so bad that no lighthouse in the world could save the ones out there. The lost souls, navigating the wrong part of the big blue at the wrong time.

I love lighthouses, both for the function and the more esthetic part. I love their presence, the bold way they present themselves, the stories told around them, and the fact that they are lifesavers more than anything. 

I got a few photos of them, and will probably take more in the years to come. The lighthouses snapped and showed here today is from different parts of Norway. Others are from Wales, Scotland and the northern isles over there... Way out West.