On Beeches, Changing Seasons, and the Fairy Housing Crisis.
One of my favorite trees is the beech. On the edge of Ridge Hill, on a southern slope, is a beech grove. Look down where the tree and the […]
Monthly Archives: September 2013
Porgy is not Bess. Another Sort of Menemfish
The entrance to Menemsha Harbor, and to Menemsha Pond beyond, is through a pair of rock jetties. Those fingers of rock are favored fishing locations. The first fish I ever […]
8:37 to 9:22 AM. A Walk Around the Panhandle.
Clear September mornings are full of light. Not long after sunrise, we saw sunrays change dewdamp to steam. It was a good time to take the morning walk we’d been […]
One Fish, Two Fish, Menemfish.
Other Universes abound, both far and undernose. In Menemsha, Universes are multiple. Here is a very brief look at one… The underwater Universe. As seen dockside. From above. My grandmother […]
The Q Factor.
The Wampanoag language has some wonderful “Q” place name words. Quabbin, Quaddick, Quaboag, Quansoo, Quassapaug, Quenames, Quissett…….. We left the house an hour before sunset, to visit one of these […]
Martha’s Vineyard: Oak Bluffs Late Summer Details.
For purposes of maintaining sanity and composure, during high summer we tend to avoid the big down-island towns and places where tourists tend to concentrate. Now that it’s mid-September, many […]
Becaws it’s Breakfast Time in Vineyard Haven by the Sea
When you’re waiting for a ferry to come in, the camera is a nice excuse to go noticing things. Even in downtown Vineyard Haven, there are things to see. Old […]
Close in at the Wishetwurra Farm Garden
We’re orbiting for a fall. A fall into fall. Move to New Zealand for the next six months anyone? In New Zealand, spring is arriving soon. We have less than […]
Self-portraits with Minnows, or, Crab Creek Reflections
Minnows were not the only thing happening at the Crab Creek Bridge. My shadow was happening, too. From time to time I indulge in shadow self-portraits. The Crab Creek minnows […]
An Occurrance at Crab Creek Bridge.
The Bridge over Crab Creek is one of my favorite places. I have played on it as a child. I cannot count the times I have come here crabbing, daytimes […]
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