On a sultry, misty morning, the ferry (read motorboat) left Short Beach in Branford to wind through the Thimble Islands to the furthest island out into Long Island Sound, simply called Outer Island. Friends of Outer Island is sponsoring art classes all day on the island, and I’m glad our photography class was early.
The poetry of the swelter hopefully is in evidence here.
Back on shore, Short Beach was starting to get crowded. This looks like a William Merritt Chase painting.
A slide show for more: