The Chilmark Community Center was packed Saturday night, with every seat filled for the Thanksgiving weekend Chilmark Potluck Jam.
The Chilmark Community Center was packed Saturday night, with every seat filled for the Thanksgiving weekend Chilmark Potluck Jam.
On Sunday the snow was mostly over and the winds dying down, and Vineyarders emerged to take a look at the snowy Island.
Come winter, especially during a blizzard, the maritime scene at Menemsha takes on a different cast.
After mild weather and little snowfall, winter announced itself in grand style on the Vineyard.
The wind blows around Island houses these days, rattling old panes and knocking at front doors.
The All-Island winter strings concert filled the Performing Arts Center with musical talent on Thursday night.
January on the Vineyard and the crispness of winter has settled in, we think. After the season of swinging screen doors the season of storm windows is truly here, and we remember the cozy joys of the snug world we call indoors.
Join photographer Tim Johnson as he travels the Island with his camera. Chilmark was his muse this week as people were few, but beauty was everywhere.
David Shand shared photos taken by his father, Douglas W. Shand Sr., in the late 1940 and early 1950s.
Winter weather arrived with the start of the new year, and on Jan. 5 Vineyarders woke up to a cold white world.
The weather on Jan. 2 didn’t deter Island birders from heading out for the 56th annual Christmas Bird Count on the Vineyard.
Vineyard polar bears, young and old alike, braved the January waters to greet 2016 with a dip at Lambert's Cove Beach. Although not as cold as years past, it was still a bracing swim and fitting way to begin the new year for these hardy souls.
As the new year began, Edgartown harbor and the lighthouse were bathed in the light of fireworks
The Vineyard community said goodbye this year to friends and neighbors who made a lasting impact on the Island.
When he was editor of the Vineyard Gazette, the late Henry Beetle Hough wrote: "The path of a New Year . . . is not fresh turf to be walked upon in the symbolic spirit and legend of the unicorn, but a hard worn trail familiar to footsteps of all generations that have passed this way."
Full moons, pumpkins, sunsets and Christmas lights. An icy Edgartown harbor and a serene summer day at Squibnocket.