The Martha’s Vineyard Land Bank reported revenues of $253,634 for the business week ending on Friday, Sept. 13, 2013. The land bank receives its funds from a two per cent fee charged on many Vineyard real estate transactions.

When my mother was in her 60s she started wearing scarves. She didn’t buy many clothes and never really got into shoes, but the woman had a scarf for every occasion. I never saw her go out in public without one. One day I said, Mom what’s with the scarves? She said, oh I hate my neck.

The headline of this column is a plea that Greta, the great dog, would utter if she could speak. She is becoming a longtime resident of the Animal Shelter of Martha’s Vineyard. She does have a human admirer who comes to take her for long walks. When he walks in the door her ardor is hard to miss what with the wiggling and tail-wagging she displays. Unfortunately, this person cannot adopt her at the moment, but he will be happy to write her a reference.

What a busy weekend for our family. We had a wonderful end-of-summer soiree in the vegetable garden. I was able to pick a boatload of potatoes to serve to the guests. I cut them into small chunks, added an entire stick of butter (no water) and steamed them in a cast-iron Dutch oven over a charcoal fire.

We enjoyed tons of vegetables raw in salads. Grandson Christian ground up some Canada goose into burger patties. Everyone brave enough to try them was pleasantly surprised.

In rooms filled with his colorful, fantastical artwork, friends and admirers gathered Sunday to tell stories about Richard Lee. It was a fitting tribute for the kind of artist who found canvases everywhere — from panes of glass to the trees in his yard — and the kind of person who had a story for everyone, who found hidden beauty that others overlooked.

A dancer, a mystic, an artist who painted fish swimming through the sky, anything was possible in Richard Lee’s world.

Abundance is a difficult thing to judge. Changes to the abundance of a particular species are relative to our perception of its abundance when we first observe the species. Our first observations become our baseline against which we measure changes in our natural world. Is this appropriate? Consider horseshoe crabs.

I have been meaning to compliment all the businesses and private homes in Vineyard Haven who have done a stupendous job this year with plantings and flowers. It seems like this is the best year ever. Special mention to Mike and Elaine Ciancio on Franklin street who have planted so many beautiful flowers. I think the grown kids and grandkids had something to do with this.

It will come as no surprise to regular readers that the town of Oak Bluffs was the first on Martha’s Vineyard with airplanes. On July 15, 1919, two arrived from the Navy base at Chatham — one landed at the steamship dock and the other at the Inkwell. Both were Curtiss Seagulls, hydroplanes or sea planes as we now call them. Ten days later another landed in Oak Bluffs harbor, becoming the first charter flight as they brought in East Chop’s Melvin B. Miller and Myron J. Brown, both tired of the long train ride from Manhattan.

An Oak Bluffs food inspector has resigned amid disagreement with the board of health over the enforcement of health code violations.

Ron Tolin, who had served the town for five years, submitted his resignation on Sept. 3, effective Sept. 10. Calling it a “hard decision,” Mr. Tolin said in a letter that his action was prompted in part by the board’s decision to keep Fat Ronnie’s hamburger restaurant open despite multiple violations of the health code.

This fall, as the weather cools and many turn indoors poised to pick a book off the bookshelf and lose themselves in another world, Aquinnah resident Philip Weinstein hopes it will be a Faulkner novel.

His wish is likely to be granted, with more than 60 Islanders signed up for a course he’s offering this fall at the Vineyard Haven Library. Discovering Faulkner’s Fiction begins on Sept. 24 and will explore three of Faulkner’s best-regarded works over a series of four classes.