I doubt anyone can think of more perfect weather than we on the Vineyard have been experiencing.

Morning Glory did not reach its first 100-pound daily field tomato harvest until August 10 this year, five days later than in 2016.

I’m fond of the late-summer garden. Echinacea, rudbeckia, phlox, Joe pye weed, golden rod, and sedum look terrific.

It’s Saturday night at the Red Cat: a playlist of Stones, Kinks, and Dead, every seat taken. The Obamas are 10 minutes out. At the helm is Ben...

I’ve never minded being out in the rain. I do not dash from the car, use an umbrella, or complain about it.

I couldn’t help myself. I had to lean in, over the expediting station, to watch what chef Carlos Montoya was doing.

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