Here’s an ultrawide double-sized fold-out postcard of the View from Prospect Terrace, Providence. This was, of course, a favourite Lovecraft place. Especially when the city and sky burned with a fine sunset. Presumably also in that quiet time when most of the Terrace’s talkative daytime sitters had gone home for their tea, and the evening lovebirds had not yet arrived…

to me the quality of total, perfect beauty [is] a mass of mystical city towers and roofs and spires outlined against a sunset and glimpsed from a fairly distant balaustraded terrace. (Selected Letters III)

This postcard, wide though it is, was obviously cropped from an even wider plate as can be seen here…

The old Providence view from Prospect Terrace…