The days keep changing, the length of light withdrawing at an almost imperceptible pace now.

Friends say that now that I am older, I should no longer walk alone in the woods — even near Glimmerglass Pond in West Tisbury.

My favorite road on the Island is Middle Road. I love its hills and its lovely views. What I love the most is the view from Brookside Farm.

A gaff-rigged boat named Vanity Still sails Nantucket Sound. Her sail scrubbed clean and white Spars varnished gleaming brown.

I had just reached into the bedroom closet. Looking back at me from the shoulder of a shirt on a hanger inside the closet was a snake.

Summer has arrived, the crowd of summer visitors and vacationists in each Island town increases daily.

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