On the last Sunday in May for the past 28 years, I have been listening to the reading in the Federated Church of the names of those Edgartown men who...
Last week on the farm felt victorious. I fixed our lawnmower in time to tame the eager grass.
Imagine an ocean of islands spanning ten million square miles. Now imagine you must navigate that world without charts or instruments.
On une 2, the Martha’s Vineyard Commission is scheduled to vote on the Lagoon Ridge housing development.
A passionate fisherman has left us all too early. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that Bob (Hawkeye) Jacobs has passed on. This is a tough...
I came to the woods late in the game. Trees, now my guides, beckon and enlighten. I swear they talk to me. And I am learning to listen.
Goodbyes are hard and often left unspoken. People avoid the emotions associated with goodbyes: sadness, anxiety, loss, even anger. Our avoidance is...
Not long after my mother died in 2014, my dad and I performed a ritual familiar to anyone who has lost someone they love.
My parents have been married for 53 years and by all accounts get along wonderfully together.