For more than 15 years, from the 1960s into the 1980s, Broadway and Hollywood costume designer Patricia Zipprodt was the owner of the 19th-century West Tisbury farmhouse, God’s Pocket, on the West Tisbury-Edgartown road.

On a recent Sunday after noon, the wind notwithstanding, I went for a walk along the west bank of West Tisbury’s controversial Mill Pond.

It is also far from the time when the occasional crocus appears, though rumor has it that snowdrops have been seen in Vineyard Haven.

’Twas Christmas Eve and Santa Claus / Was on his annual trip / By reindeer from the cold North Pole / ’Twas not, of course, by ship, / For his landing place this year, / “Aquinnah,” Santa said, / But the reindeer saw no light at all / As usually they had / When in the past he’d chosen it.

When I was a child we would occasionally take up-Island excursions to Menemsha or Gay Head. En route, there would often be a stopover at Indian Hill.

Great-grand-daughter of a Vineyard whaling captain, daughter of a West Tisbury poet and a New Jersey educator renowned for his Island linoleum block prints, longtime West Tisbury bed and breakfast proprietor, mystery book writer and writing teacher, Cynthia Riggs has now written not only of her Vineyard years but of much more.

Now is the season of roses and they are adorning West Tisbury roadsides and gardens and fields.

There was a homecoming at Whippoorwill Farm in West Tisbury on Wednesday for a rescued barn owl.

I know it is unpopular, but I am a lifetime lover of snow.

Then out across the ocean, Martha’s Vineyard came in view, and St. Nick suggested landing, to all his reindeer crew, in Ocean Park in Oak Bluffs, when they above it flew.