This is day 13 of the A to Z Challenge.   I first became intrigued with lighthouses in the early to mid 80s when DH began talking about going to Maine.  The first time to see one in person came in 1989 when we finally made it to New England for our 10th anniversary. Ever since that time, I’ve been crazy about them and am looking forward to one more up close look at these haunting beacons of hope. I must confess, although I’m speeding entirely too much time on the colorization of each illustration I am thoroughly enjoying manipulating the…