My couple of days at Dominion Hill seem like a dream now. The sweeping, verdant property sits nestled behind a tree-covered hill near a sparkling, deep blue lake. Classical and elegant, stylish and functional spaces comprise the rooms and common areas, not the least of which are the exquisite barn (though a barn only from the outside, suitable for a wedding inside and offering occasional live music events available to guests!), massage chair, yoga studio, and the ever-toasty hot tub with its string of softly glowing lightbulbs adding a magical touch. Breakfast offering a fresh variety in a historic estate house laden with model ships and original Rockwell paintings transport guests to a bygone era - one can practically see Rockwell, General Van Fleet, and Eleanor Roosevelt (all firmer visitors) strolling across the crisp and orderly lawns.
However, history and appearance take a backseat to Jennifer and Bill, the nurturing hosts who maintain the property. I arrived a weary and afflicted traveler, only to feel my discomfort melt away as they cared for me, cooking me hotdogs and mixing me exotic drinks while telling fascinating and heartfelt tales of their successes and sorrows, and sneaking me snacks and soaps to alleviate my ceaseless hunger and soothe my mosquito bites. Bill and Jennifer, if you are reading this review, I hope you perceive it as at least minimally capturing the nature of the exquisite escape you create at Dominion Hill. I cannot wait to see you again.