You are in luck if you like snow! Our supply gets replenished every few days and is not threatened with melting anytime soon. The glittering of the frozen crystals in the sunlight is very pleasing to me.

I hope that my boy-to-be has the good sense to have grabbed some good Woodger procrastination DNA, and puts off his debut until the weather turns a bit. I'm not sure which is the more daunting thought: dragging my pregnant wife on a sled to the Chappy ferry or delivering the little fella myself.

Norton Point really is just a stone’s throw from its likely reattachment point. Granted you’d really have to give that stone a good throw.

Had some weather. A bit of wind. Touch of snow. Not unlike living inside a snow globe in the grips of an obstreperous toddler eating chocolate.

Now is your chance to get a last look at the Katama opening. Park at the Wasque fishermen’s lot to get a bird’s-eye view right down at the gradually and assuredly diminishing channel.

I like gray — a good gray flannel suit is always nice. A well-weathered gray cedar shingle evokes a pleasant feeling. But there is such a thing as too much of a good thing.

Gossip has reached my ears that Bart Heywood has tied the knot. I wouldn’t want to besmirch the bride’s good name by mentioning it in this column, but I hear that she’s a Cottage street gal, Edgartown that is.

Warning: the following column is rife with half-truths, ridiculous exaggerations, and general flights of the author’s fancy (in other words, pretty much like all his columns).

Everyone is invited to the Chappy Community Center on Wednesday, Jan. 7, for the very first potluck of the new year. The honored hosts will be Emily Davis and Quincy Dewing.

We were all saddened to hear that a scion of Chappy, Dodi Silva, passed away recently. With each passing brick of Chappy’s foundation, we lose some of the integrity of our little island.