In the Greek fishing village of Nea Kios, where I traveled recently, there is a Psarotaverna, a fish tavern, that reminded me of home on the Vineyard.

Thomas Bena’s Stillpoint project has been on my mind a lot.

Long before Cedar Tree Neck became the magnificent conservation area that it is today, it was a tucked-away refuge for summer visitors.

Spring, of course, arrived last week. In West Tisbury, daffodils heralded it by blooming in Ann Burt’s yard.

Forty years ago — that went fast! — I was well into my first year as a reporter on the Gazette.

Down in the lower woodlot, the woodcutter / whirls his chainsaw through the wreckage of of fallen logs scattered like pick-up sticks.