At 4:45 the sun edges through a loose nest of branches, sets behind a snow bank, slipping out early after its brief appearance in today.
New FEMA maps mean many home and business owners in the commonwealth must either pay millions of dollars for renovations or shell out for flood...
On New Year’s Day I drove from Chilmark to Edgartown, from Peaked Hill to Main street, listening to Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch alone in my car.
Is summer the Island's true season or is it winter? A meditation on winter, formed during the recent blizzard.
It’s not that I’m risk averse — I prefer predictability. I appreciate a pleasant sameness in my daily routine. Blissful in the calm, I can get things...
A self-described beginning birder for almost 25 years finds the annual Christmas Bird Count a journey of discovery this year.
Traveling to Martha’s Vineyard in the 1930s one had to go to New Bedford where The New England Steamship Company provided ferry service. The trip to...
My son Dan was sick for 16 years and in those 16 years he got to know me as a human not just as his mom. From his hospital bed perch he spent a lot...
It was just after Christmas a few winters ago, the family still visiting and the kitchen still in holiday mode with tins of cookies and jars of...

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