I never met Rez Williams, the revered Vineyard artist who died in February. Nevertheless, he was a kind of hero for me, an artist rooted in a place...
Twenty years ago on May 17, joyous Massachusetts gay and lesbian couples began marrying shortly after midnight.
When I was quite young, in the late 1950’s, I remember pleading with my father as we were setting off on one of our Sunday drives: “Dad, let’s get...
The title of Kate Feiffer’s new novel comes from an exercise recommended by Julia Cameron in her bestselling book The Artist’s Way.
The natural splendor of the beaches on Chappaquiddick attracts swimmers, hikers, anglers, sunbathers, birdwatchers and sunset — or sunrise — watchers...
Who gets to decide what’s best for the Vineyard? How does the Island prioritize demands on its limited resources? Who here has NIMBY cred?
As the spring season begins, I’d like to address the question no one has been asking and officially announce my retirement from youth sports coaching...
recalling the gorgeous mornings / before the hordes / of May when grandson / and his always faithful bear / would climb into the stroller / and off...
I come from a long line of spring haters. My sister declares, “all that growth, rebirth, and renewal — I’m not into that. Give me fall. The death...
Where will we walk / When the beach has gone / Pushed back into / some pickle balled court / or swimming pool / Undermined it slides / into the next...
After the solar eclipse on Monday, my social media feed was full of friends posting snark about how they had, once again, survived the rapture.

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