Most mornings I am up early, often just as the sun begins to rise. These early starts allow me to find the balance of being a mother and a farmer and business owner. I often only have childcare help...

In summers past, this was the week of Illumination Night and the Oak Bluffs fireworks. The fair would already be behind us. I mourned the loss of the Agricultural Fair this year. At the farm, we...

A tropical storm is working its way up the coast today. First thing this morning, the air was thick and still, like the world was holding its breath before it erupts in strong gusts later this...

Blueberry season is here! As I write this, I am snacking on a pint of perfectly ripe berries gifted to me by our farmhand, Stefan Pla. He finishes long days in our field and then returns home to his...

Two weeks ago, Chappaquiddick suddenly, unexpectedly and sadly lost one of our longtime year-round residents. Since his passing, I have been reflecting on the myriad ways Dick Knight has helped shape...

Happy belated Father’s Day and summer solstice to all.  To celebrate Father’s Day this past Sunday, our family borrowed a red canoe from a friend, launching it under a blindingly...

It is a time of national movement, as people across the country protest the deaths of black Americans at the hands of white police officers. The hour has arrived, indeed is long overdue, for the...

I was saddened to hear of the passing of Siamak Adibi on May 10. Siamak and his wife, Joan, have owned a house on Chappaquiddick since the 1970s. In recent years, Siamak, 88 at his passing, could be...

The grass is beginning to grow, the shad is blooming, the daylight hours are stretching. The blue-sky days are particularly vibrant lately and the moon has been so bright at night it has woken me...

The best news I have heard this week is that Tom Osborn, grader of roads and hauler of loads, is back home on Chappaquiddick. He spent the last six months in Boston recovering from multiple...