Edgartown: Ghosts and goblins, Make it Mondays, and parent-teacher conferences
Insomnia. I periodically have these bouts with it. I’ve always been a night owl, but I’m presently getting about 2 hours of sleep a night. Well, really, it’s in the morning. This week’s column...
Edgartown: Parent/teacher conferences, Truckin’ MV, and pop-up book sale
Well, 2022 continues to not live up to my hopes and dreams, that’s for sure. But if it’s true that things come in threes, I should be all done. As soon as Amelia got...
Edgartown: Haunted tour, fashion show, and ESP
As I (finally) sit down to write this week’s column, I’ve got butterflies in my belly! Baby girl child is sitting in an airport in New York, heading to Europe for two months. I...
Edgartown: Brunch under the Tent
Oops! I did it again. Fell, that is. Is this one of the realities of getting older, or am I just a klutz? Well, I’ve actually already established my klutziness over the years, but...
Edgartown: With kindness and compassion
I am torn tonight between writing a typical column versus an open letter to Governor DeSantis for his inhumane political stunt last week. I’ll start with the latter and if space allows, finish with...
Edgartown: Community through local food
I sit down to write this week’s column on Sept. 11, the 21st anniversary of the attacks on the Twin Towers in New York. I suppose this day will always be full of solemn...
Edgartown: Safety on the trails
Oh, how I miss the days when I was young, coordinated, and agile, with unceasing athleticism. Oh wait. I was never those things. And apparently, I’m still none of those things, although I do...
Edgartown: Back to school
Eek! Sitting down to type this, and had to enter the date. Sept. 1. How did that happen? I scared myself. The itty-bitty panics are starting, as we teachers face our return to school...
Edgartown: Stand-up comedy show
Happy last full week of August and the first week of (hopefully) seeing the Island quiet down a little bit. Last week was wild. Illumination Night was packed on Wednesday night, with a bigger...
Edgartown: Positive energy
Well, I don’t know where my brain was today, but it certainly wasn’t on writing my column. It’s 10 pm on Monday night, well past my deadline, as I finally sit down to write....
Edgartown: Mid-August events
After so many years on the Vineyard, I’ve just come to expect and accept the craziness that is summer, and particularly August, on the Island. Until last week. Amelia and I took a mini...
Edgartown: M.V. Atlas of Life
And just like that, it’s August, the month that has the reputation of being the harder of the two summer months here on the Island. Island folks have long held the opinion that August...
Edgartown: Have a great week
Another week, another column. Am I running out of clever stories and updates to write about? Yes. Am I writing anyay? Also yes. But thankfully, I’ve remembered some things for this week’s column that...
Edgartown: Endless outdoor activities
I guess it is officially summer for me. I have completely lost track of what day it is. And as such, I’m writing this week’s column late on Monday, well past my deadline. It...
Edgartown: Follow your dreams
Are you a risk taker in life, or do you go the safe route? Do you follow your dreams and take chances, having faith that you will land on your feet with a positive...
Edgartown: White rabbit, white rabbit
White rabbit, white rabbit. I’m sitting down to write this week on July 1st. I remember when I was younger, the Fourth of July seemed like the middle of summer. Now it seems to...
Edgartown: Summer has officially arrived
Summer has officially arrived. The calendar made it official last week. Mother Nature has brought hot and humid temps our way. The last day of school was Monday. We can breathe for a couple...
Edgartown: The bell will ring
As I write this, I find myself heading into a three-day weekend without anything to do. Well, that’s not exactly true. I have report cards to write, and always work to do around the...
Edgartown: Wrapped in rainbows
I’m writing this column from my gingerbread cottage porch, listening to the rain trickle as the hoots and hollers ring out from the Tabernacle. Graduation has returned to the Tabernacle for the first time...
Edgartown: Honoring the late Herb Foster
Well, remember last week when I wrote that I should have been in D.C. with the eighth grade? Turns out, I spent most of the week in bed instead. Try as I did, with...