The Down East Dilettante has been very under the weather for the last few days, and will be back to posting as soon as the nasty medicines work their magic.
In the meantime, a view of the iconic demi-mountain, just a few feet shy of the 1,000 required to make it official, that gives our village its name. The painting is by the artist formerly known as Fitz Hugh (now Fitz Henry) Lane, in the 1850’s. A few more buildings, a few more trees, a few more boats, otherwise the scene is unchanged today. Coming into the harbor by boat, the hill silhoutted blue against late afternoon sky, was always one of the thrilling experiences of my childhood, and in adulthood nothing has changed. It still takes my breath away—every time.