I'm not a poet.

Despite the de-leaved tree silhouettes lining the darkened skies that early December frequently has to offer, folks are making the most of the remaining mild days in 2023.

It's hard to write something beautiful when a shadow has been cast across our community.

Although recreational bay scallop season has been open for just more than a month, commercial season just opened on Monday, Nov. 13.

I've felt a bit like a small child buckled into the back seat of the family car on a road trip, asking every five minutes, "Are we there yet?"

Another week has gone by and I find myself feeling like there is a cow sitting on my chest rather than an elephant.

Ribs aching, throat scratching, sleep deprived and cough, cough, coughing is how I've spent my past week in the throes of an unpleasant bout of pneumonia.

It's getting to be the time of year when our young towns-children are eagerly anticipating an opportunity to dress up like goblins, fairies, fishermen and more.

With the emergence of October, musicians wandered to Squid Row for an impromptu fall sing.

With the 78th derby in full swing, a lot of folks are busy getting out on the water.