Since we haven't seen many days lately that are rain-free from sunrise to sunset, I've been staying close to home. Recently I visited Prout's Neck, one of Maine's most exclusive communities. Since nearly all of the land is built up, it's unlikely that a building boom is on the horizon. And most of the homes have been "in the family" for generations; very few properties change hands.
Below are two views of the last home on the paved road from Scarborough, of which Prout's Neck is a part.
"Prout's, as residents call it, was home to artist Winslow Homer until his death in 1910.
Mainers often give travel directions to people from away with the phrase, "You can't get they-ah from he-ah." Usually, that's not true, of course, but it's nearly true for now for those who would like to see Homer's home.
Behind this gate can be found "a great artist's inspiration ... (one can) observe the actual views that he enriches and preserves." (Daniel O'Leary, former director, Portland Museum of Art.)
Currently being restored, Homer's house and studio are scheduled to re-open in 2012 to "small groups" by "special arrangements," according to an article in the New York Times.
A Google search for "Winslow Homer seascapes" will yield links to some extraordinary scenes; Homer's work reminds me why I live in Maine.
The bikers below can see from Pine Point to Old Orchard Beach - seven miles of white sandy beach.
From Ferry Beach, the view across the mouth of the Scarborough River is Pine Point.
A few hardy souls walk along Ferry Beach ...
...while a pair of golfers finish their round at the Prout's Neck Country Club.