How would you feel if someone asked you to sign a legal document that invites people to gaze into your yard, and signs away rights to part of your waterfront view forever?
By Margaret Knight
A writer splits for the other coast the day after Hurricane Bob in August 1991, abandoning his wife to clean up after the storm. In gratitude, she sends him a T-shirt whose slogan we wouldn’t dare print in this headline.
By Geoff Currier
Some Aquinnah firsts: the first bed and breakfast in town, in a house with one of the first flush toilets, and containing the first enterprise consumed with canards.
By Margaret Knight
Photographer Janet Woodcock claims to love almost every view of Martha’s Vineyard.
By Shelley Christiansen
August tomatoes quickly erase the memories of the hard, mealy, tasteless tomatoes we endure the rest of the year. Tomatoes ripened in the field burst with flavor and practically melt in your mouth.
By Catherine Walthers
You Vineyard golfers are scum. You dress like pimps. You wake up course-side homeowners with your loud chatter in the dewy morning. You suck the water out of the aquifer, pollute the ground with fertilizer, reduce great tracts of land to suburbia. Well, we’re getting the last laugh. We’ll veto three of every four courses you propose.
By Jim Kaplan
The Silver Screen Film Society, a one-man operation, has introduced Martha’s Vineyard to a refreshing variety of classic and contemporary films.
By Tom Dresser
There’s no easy answer to the question, how do you paint a landscape?
By Geoff Currier
The intersection of art and gardens is time-honored, and it continues today, here on Martha’s Vineyard.
Brendan O’Neill is a rather reluctant media star.
By Paul Schneider
The Katama airport, 128 acres by the shore, might have been a developer’s dream come true. But Steve Gentle liked it just the way it was.
By Tom Dunlop
On Martha’s Vineyard, the quality of light can be creamy, hazy, or startlingly clear. To the painters, photographers, sailors, and scientists who deal in it daily, it’s a gift.
By Christine Schultz
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