Jennifer is a gentle soul; a massacre just isn’t in her nature. So I was surprised when she asked if she must kill them all.

I can’t blame her for having post traumatic caterpillar stress disorder after the last few years of winter moth madness. She was worried about her trees and called to ask if she must slay the black and orange beasts to protect her oaks.

By LYNNE IRONS

Friday, Sept. 12: Mostly sunny in the morning. Clouds increase in the afternoon. Foggy evening.

Saturday, Sept. 13: Heavy rain in Vineyard Haven at dawn. Rain in Oak Bluffs. A small gathering at the Edgartown Lighthouse at 1 p.m. under overcast skies. Light damp breeze. Poor visibility across Nantucket Sound. Fishing boats come in and out of Edgartown harbor in the afternoon.

The standout project in Saturday’s Think Globally, Shot Locally — a mixed bag of a forum at the Martha’s Vineyard International Film Festival — was Sara Nesson’s work-in-progress Iraq Paper Scissors, a documentary about Iraq War veterans participating in the Combat Paper Project.

As the farmer brings in the last vegetables, in autumn the lobsterman’s season is starting to slow down.

Capt. Paul MacDonald of the lobsterboat Shearwater was putting some of his yellow-wire pots away at the dock at Menemsha Tuesday afternoon. “It was a good season, though I had to work hard to make the same amount of money as last year,” the captain said.

There is good and bad news in the stories he and others shared about his past summer.

Over the next several weeks, the Vineyard Haven Public Library will be showing and discussing Eyes on the Prize, the seven-part PBS documentary series that tells the story of the civil rights movement through news clips and interviews from the time it took place.

There will be several guest speakers. On the first evening Sheldon and Lucy Durr Hackney will be here.

When most people think of animation, they think of Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse and Shrek, but the Martha’s Vineyard International Film Festival’s Saturday evening Animation Lollapalooza aimed to dispel that misconception, showing a surprisingly adult selection including a meth-fueled teen sexuality, the systematic massacre of bubble-wrap bubbles, and a funny, amusing series about a girl trying to lose her virginity.

“You know, there are over a hundred ways you can die from pigeons,” volunteers 10-year-old Vineyarder Zale Narkiewicz. “Sometimes when they poop it has toxins that can kill you, sometimes you just have to breathe it in.”

“Well, that’s really great,” replies California-based filmmaker Gabriel Cowan, “because this movie is all about parasites.”

In this serialized novel set on the Vineyard in real time, a native Islander (“Call me Becca”) returns home after many years to help her eccentric Uncle Abe keep his landscaping business, Pequot, afloat. Abe has a paranoid hatred of Richard Moby, the CEO of an off-Island wholesale nursery. Convinced that Moby wants to destroy Abe personally, and all Island-based landscaping/nursery businesses generally, Abe is obsessed with “taking down” Moby.

Whether consuming or creating, Vineyarders are known for their enjoyment of the arts. On one side, the Island has a lot of galleries, artisans’ festivals and professional performances; on the other, there are classes and quality amateur opportunities for theatre, dance, music and fine arts. But it’s not common for the vocational and avocational processes to intertwine. Over the past two weeks at The Yard, choreographer Sarah Wilbur has masterminded just such an intertwining.