Hermine Hull

Until I was 9 years old, my family lived in a small Cape on East Ridge in Ridgefield, Conn. There were two dogwood trees...

Having grown up in a one-story house, I never tire of waking up and looking out our upstairs bedroom windows at a view that...

“I’ll be playing music, so just come right in,” Heidi Schultz had told me over the phone. The energetic sounds of Bach’s “Allegro” from...

The rainy weekend weather couldn’t mar the celebrations of Passover and Easter, Polly Hill Arboretum’s Daffodil Day, or any of the many egg hunts...

Swans and mist on the Mill Pond, the sound of pinkletinks singing. Plowed fields ready for planting or still green with winter rye. Daffodils...

Spring has always been my favorite season. I love the subtle changes of color, of trees and shrubbery slowly greening, of daily walks finding...

Driving home from Joanne Scott’s last tea party of the season, I saw the first daffodils in front of the old police station. I...

This is not the way I had planned to begin this week’s column. I meant to write about 22 new lambs just born at...

I’m writing this column on Saturday morning, and although Thursday is the official first day of spring, today feels like it has already arrived....

If you haven’t been up to Alley’s Store lately, you are in for a surprise. It looks totally different. The long checkout counter stretches...

I have a friend for whom March 1 is the happiest day of the year. He says that spring is coming, the days are...

The past few days have reminded me of my early days on the Island. I moved here in March and felt, for much of...

It was with a sense of nostalgia that I drove the Edgartown Road this past Saturday afternoon, heading toward Long Hill. It was a...

Driving down Old County Road one early morning last week, I took note of the color of the sky, a soft lavender blue, the...

Something comes over me every year about this time, the urge to clean and organize our house. The month of January is devoted to...

Russell Baker died this past week. He was, for me, the columnist sine qua non. His Observer columns in the New York Times could...

Cold and gray this morning, hardly any degrees at all. The wind has died down some. Everything feels frosty and unyielding. My recent gift...

It’s already noticeable that the sky is light later into the afternoon. Finally it’s cold enough to have icy patches on the lawn and...

I’ve always wondered why people take their trees down the moment Christmas Day is over. Recently someone told me that her tree was down...

It’s still dark enough for the Christmas tree lights to show against the early morning sky. No one is up yet except me, and...