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I awakened early to a lightening sky, sort of a butternut color, that shimmered through the trees off the east side of our house.
It's not often that I'm out driving around at 7 am, so it's disconcerting when I am to see how much I enjoy it.
The Island seems to be draped in autumn clematis.
Well, now we have prepared for the next storm.
Giulia Fleishman and Caitlin Jones introduced me to Green Zebra tomatoes.
The temperature has dropped and, with wind and rain, it feels like long pants and hot tea are called for.
Hot pink, yellow, fire engine red, orange, purple, and lime green — all the colors dotting the fairgrounds, attracting everyone to "Come to the Fair.
Computers elude me.
Last time I saw him, Brian Mann irreverently quipped, "I guess God reads your column.
The heat seems relentless as we head into the last week of July.
News of the horrific fire that destroyed the Coast Guard boathouse in Menemsha Monday afternoon overwhelms everything and everyone.
"I feel like I've died and gone to Hell.
Hazy skies seem to hold in the heat and obscure the landscape as though a theatrical scrim was dropped over the island.
The summer solstice, and with it the longest day of the year, has come and gone.
I remember feeling very Bohemian and worldly, sitting in The Elms Inn drinking wine and eating escargots.
Anyone driving through North Tisbury has no doubt been enchanted by Argie Humphreys' old orchard, now newly flower-filled.
"Come and sit by Katherine C.
I often feel that Mike and I could make another dog from the amount of fur we regularly brush off Tallulah and Murphy.
What perfect days we have had lately.
There was quite a crowd attending Beth Toomey's retirement party at the Ag Hall last Saturday night.