I do love a good snowstorm. Everything is so pretty.

Sometime during the more than two weeks of cloudy, dreary weather, Zappa — my five-year-old great-grandson — said, "Mame, didn't the sky used to be blue?"

It's a good thing I do not have seasonal affective disorder.

For several years now I have noted the effects of climate change on the Vineyard and, more specifically, on my own gardens.

Even though we should have known better, Violet and I drove through Five Corners.

On Sunday in the late morning, Violet and I took a drive along State Beach.

I must say: Tuesday's cloudless, sunny day was a welcome relief to greet the brand-new year.

The weather is warm and foggy and lends itself to a lazy day.

Once when the children were small it rained on Christmas Day.

So far this month we have only experienced a couple of below or near-freezing days.