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The sky was magenta at 6 am Tuesday, blazing patches of color through the trees in our woods.
Sadness and joy marked the past week.
I should have known better.
New flannel sheets from L.
Three inches of rain last week, followed by sunny, cool days, perfect September weather.
September has always been my favorite month, the most beautiful, and the beginning of time spread in front of me.
The wind howled.
Looking out over our woods, I see already a tinge of orange-red in the shrubbery.
Every time I drive by the fairgrounds there seems to be a new bit of building or piece of equipment being assembled.
Fields are green again.
"She was born in West Tisbury, and she died in West Tisbury.
Temperatures in the low 70s with no humidity have provided a welcome respite from last week's hellish heat.
"WE GOT IT" says the sign on the door of the West Tisbury Library.
I think of all the flowers in my garden the day lily is my favorite.
The 4th of July has come and will be gone by the time you read this.
I am in love.
People ask me all the time about how I write this column.
Hay, cut and tedded, combined with multiflora roses to create the headiest scent near fields around town last week.
Summer friends are beginning their annual return to town.
The sun finally came out.