On a recent red-eye flight from Seattle to Newark, I sat up all night looking out from my window seat.

We head to Martha’s Vineyard in April for our work week at the rental cottage.

Edgartown’s Fourth of July ceremonies began on the morning of the third, when the submarine Becuna arrived in the outer harbor.

Another June has come and gone, and the Vineyard is filling up for the Fourth of July — the true start of summer.

“The old order changes, giving place to new,” was well demonstrated the other week at Chilmark Tavern.

I moved to the United States from Brazil when I was seven years old. It was all one big shock.


Letters to the Editor

We returned to our home in Chilmark after a month away, and found that someone had stolen our sign, Boulders End.

I am writing to alert other Vineyard property owners who use landscaping companies about the possible use of herbicides and pesticides on their land.

On behalf of the Possible Dreams Auction Team, we would like to express our deepest gratitude to all who contributed to the 40th ruby anniversary...