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Hudson Valley Remains a Work of Art

April 22, 2010

I stand on a wide plateau of rock at

the edge of a 2000-foot cliff in the
Northern Catskill Mountains of New
York State and look sixty miles to
the horizon to the north, east and
south. Down in the wide green
valley, farms are spread out in
green patchwork fields, and villages,
small clusters of buildings, hug the
sides of the Hudson River as it cuts
through like a wide swaying band of

blue. Over the water and to the
east, the Berkshires roll onward into
the skyline. In James Fenimore
Cooper’s Leatherstocking Tales,
Natty Bumpo proclaims that this is
the one place on earth where you
can see all of creation. This area
was not only sacred land to the
Native Americans. It was also
celebrated in the nineteenth century
by the Hudson River School of
painters who made the sweeping
landscapes known throughout the world.

by Emilie C. Harting

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