The weather tellers are saying that, tomorrow, we’ll be attacked by that nasty combination known as “snain” (snow and rain). So, here’s a happy image to hold us over: Blue Hill (the demi-mountain, not the Town) rising above Blue Hill Bay on sunny Saturday, April 10.
According to some of the histories, the Hill was virtually covered with evergreen trees in the 18th Century before it was heavily harvested for timber and quarried for granite. The original dense stands of conifers gave it a blue hue. Now, it looks like less than 10 percent of evergreens live there.
From a distance in the winter and early spring, the Hill appears to be mostly bands of gray. That’s because mostly deciduous trees live there now and have not yet produced leaves.
When summer arrives, however, Blue Hill will be the high endpoint a lush green ridge above the Town that named itself after the Hill in 1789, when it was young and blue:
(Blue Hill, Maine)