Nubble LightPhoto Credit : Jeff Bazinet
Its nickname comes from the 2.8-acre nub of granite upon which it sits, but its hold on people’s hearts comes from its near-perfect symmetry of sea, sky, outbuilding, keeper’s house, white fence, tower—a dreamlike portrait of function made beautiful. In 1977, when the Voyager probes blasted off for Jupiter and beyond in search of possible alien life, they carried images showing what we revered here on Earth. Among those images: the Great Wall of China, the Grand Canyon, and Nubble Light. It is all the more alluring because it stands so resolute, so close, yet you cannot step onto the island to touch it.
Nubble Light is never more loved by those who know it best, the people of York and southern Maine, than when dark descends on the Saturday after Thanksgiving and, seemingly by magic, white lights flow across the contours of buildings, fence, tower—a silent declaration that winter can wait, this holiday season is a time of delight.
Until a few years ago, everyone would stream into Sohier Park for a 6 p.m. countdown, shouting “4-3-2-1” in hopes their combined voices would reach across the waves to whoever waited on the island to flick the switch. Now, to help with crowds, the lights simply come on when it gets dark (a process that then repeats nightly until New Year’s). The 30-year tradition has morphed into something of a party, people flowing in and out like the tide. Beginning at 3 p.m., buses carry people from the high school and the beach. There is Santa, and live reindeer, and thousands of free cookies baked by locals.
Nearly every place has a tree lighting. But only here, in the dark, you can imagine these lights like tiny stars in the sky, shining and forming the perfection of a constellation called Nubble Light.
For information on this year’s lighting and to see a live webcam, go to nubblelight.org.