With the familiar bump of the ferry settling into the dock, I gathered my bags and started down the ramp. The cool night air hit my cheeks and nose all at once, and I breathed in the saltiness.
Julia Rappaport
Two years ago we ran an extensive report on the Norton Point opening, including incredible tales of people driving across the barrier beach shortly before the breach – but none as close to when it actually occurred as Tom Sullivan’s, which he posted on our website.
Nicki Miller
A Main Street window smeared with soapInflates a shopper’s heart with hope:What summer joys will it provideOnce browsing is allowed inside?
D.A.W.
Twenty-five years ago my husband, David, and I pooled our resources with my folks and owned a second home in the Katama area of Edgartown.
Marcia Lynne Gabriel
In 1972, my parents divorced after twenty-two years of marriage, and my mother became a peony thief.
Laura D. Roosevelt
We’re always on the lookout for cool properties to feature in the magazine.
Nicki Miller
Robins banish winter’s chill,And pinkletinks resume their trill,But little else can match the thrillOf spring’s first cookout on the grill!
D.A.W.
As the Martha’s Vineyard ferry departed Vineyard Haven during a January nor’easter, photographer Wayne Smith of West Tisbury tried to use a rainhood for his lens, but it was snowing and blowing so hard in his face, it wasn’t doing much good. “I was basically shooting through this little tunnelas the boat pulled out,” he says. “Something summer visitors never see or even consider.” For some year-rounders, snowstorms are a rare but welcomeoccurrence on the Island, for the drama and beauty they add to winter here.
