West Tisbury selectmen took a historic step on Wednesday, unanimously voting to approve the town’s first beer and wine license. State Road restaurant, which spearheaded the campaign to bring wine and beer sales to the town, applied for and was granted a year-round license.

Owner Mary Kenworth said the restaurant would close only during the month of March.

The license must still be approved by the state Alcohol Beverage Control Commission before beer and wine may be served.

The Martha’s Vineyard Regional High School student newspaper won top honors last weekend in the New England Scholastic Press Association’s scholastic journalism competition.

For the third time in six years, The High School View finished in first place in the All-New England category (Division III) in the press association’s annual competition.

Temperature: Precip.

Day Max. Min. Inches.

Fº Fº

May4 57 49 Trace

May 5 59 49 .01

May 6 59 47 Trace

May 7 62 38 Trace

May 8 68 48 .00

May 9 58 53 .44

May 10 59 54 2.18

Water temperature in Edgartown harbor: 59º F.

The threat of rain, drizzle and leaden skies did not diminish the Martha’s Vineyard Rod and Gun Club’s annual trout tournament held at Duarte’s Pond in West Tisbury last Saturday. In the early hours of morning, fishing was great and the youngsters caught plenty and saw only a few raindrops.

Family Planning Art Show

Save the date for the family planning art show held on Memorial Day weekend.

The event takes place at the Agricultural Hall in West Tisbury and includes paintings, sculpture, photography, jewelry, maybe even a cow turned painter; it is the Ag Hall, after all.

The opening gala is on Thursday, May 24, from 6 to 8 p.m. Tickets are $50 and can be purchased at the door. The sale continues all weekend long, Friday through Sunday, from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. each day. Admission is free.

Please Adopt Us

The wind over Lucy Vincent Beach has to be just right, from the southeast and maybe 10 to 15 miles an hour, so that it strikes the cliff there and forms a column of rising air. When that happens, if you are a paraglider pilot, it can be magic.

Editor’s Note: The following went out to Whippoorwill Farm members in a newsletter this week.

By ANDREW WOODRUFF

Several weeks ago, I began to plow the fields at Thimble Farm for what most likely will be the last time. As the dust rose up from the turning of the soil, I began to wonder just what this land could mean to our community — not only now, but 30 years from now. Until recently, there had been little rain in months and it has been one of the driest starts to a growing season that I have ever experienced.

This month’s flower girl stops traffic

in the garden center parking lot

in tight Carhartts and Felco holster,

wiping a smear of soil from her cheek

with clay-encrusted fingers. Where’s she been

all winter? On some exotic playa

down under, collecting seaglass? Or here

all along, holed up in a rental off Oak Lane

with only a wood stove and cable, plotting

meticulous scenarios of perennial displays.

“M is for the million things she gave me . . . ”