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I was headed down Quenames Road in Chilmark, where neon pastures peak through a forest of scraggly oak and pine for a visit to Milkweed Farm, the...

I was so happy with last week’s rain. A day or two without the hauling of hoses is a huge pleasure.

After working outdoors all day Monday, I officially hate summer. I will say I have an incredible amount of empathy for my fellow humans world-wide....

The present always holds a little something of the past, but nothing stays the same. Autumn and winter wipe away summer’s harvest as the year’s crops...

This is the week to be grateful for living on the Vineyard.

I usually start this weekly commentary with a mention of the week’s weather. It’s a life-long habit. My maternal grandmother, Nellie Armstrong, lived...

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