This is the time of year that the butterfly weed, an orange bloom in the milkweed family, really takes off on Chappy.

Farmers are eternal optimists. In the quiet months of winter, we think to ourselves, “This will be the year.”

My 18-month-old daughter recently pointed at a freshly harvested green bundle sitting on our kitchen counter and correctly identified it as bok choy.

My family tried our best to make it to the end of our road to cheer on the frontrunners of the Chappy Point to Point five mile road race this past Sunday.

Some farmers may disagree, but I find working in a warm summer rain is one of the greatest pleasures of farming.

It is with great pleasure that I am taking on the revived Farm and Field column this summer.

A pickup truck on the Chappy ferry last night captured the essence of this time of year.

All ages gathered at the community center on Sunday night to celebrate Sidney Morris's seventieth birthday.

The sun made a rare and much-welcomed appearance on Chappy this weekend.

Hello from sunny California! We are here celebrating the life of my husband’s grandfather, Ted, who passed away a year ago just a few days after his 97th birthday.