Hermine Hull
West Tisbury
Three inches of rain last week, followed by sunny, cool days, perfect September weather.
West Tisbury
September has always been my favorite month, the most beautiful, and the beginning of time spread in front of me.
West Tisbury
The wind howled.
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Looking out over our woods, I see already a tinge of orange-red in the shrubbery.
West Tisbury
Every time I drive by the fairgrounds there seems to be a new bit of building or piece of equipment being assembled.
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Fields are green again.
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"She was born in West Tisbury, and she died in West Tisbury.
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Temperatures in the low 70s with no humidity have provided a welcome respite from last week's hellish heat.
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"WE GOT IT" says the sign on the door of the West Tisbury Library.
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I think of all the flowers in my garden the day lily is my favorite.
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The 4th of July has come and will be gone by the time you read this.
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I am in love.
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People ask me all the time about how I write this column.
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Hay, cut and tedded, combined with multiflora roses to create the headiest scent near fields around town last week.
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Summer friends are beginning their annual return to town.
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The sun finally came out.
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As I write this I can't help thinking about Memorial Day weekend that heralds the Vineyard summer.
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My husband laughs at me every time I speak in superlatives, but this truly has been the most beautiful spring.
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Going through one of my piles of clippings I found an old West Tisbury column by Polly Woollcott Murphy from May 1987.
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There almost wasn't a column this week.