On Facebook a few days ago, Albert Fischer recalled a boyhood summer when he found a newly-hatched crow, which he fed, raised, tamed and named Stanley.

Tim says it’s probably a gender thing, enjoying the act of aiming a garden hose over the flowers bobbing and dodging the spray.

Where else could you sit in a meeting room behind a New Yorker cartoonist who is sketching a world-class quartet as they strike up Dvorak’s Bagatelles?

The Island’s Brazilian community is putting on a show, a festa, and all are bem-vindo — which means welcome.

Come to the fairgrounds for the first farmers’ market of the season on Saturday, June 8, from 9 a.m. until noon.

Do gardeners care if the colors match when planting their flower beds?

“Introduce yourself,” says the editor as I begin my term today writing the West Tisbury column.

The other day in Edgartown I happened upon a school crossing, shortly before three o'clock.

Well, it's here. Summer.

Here's hoping that by the time you read this, these infernal winds will have blown their way out of here.