Crows were the only inhabitants of the fair grounds at the Martha’s Vineyard Agricultural Hall in West Tisbury yesterday, a thick morning fog hovering over the freshly cut field. But come next week the Ferris wheel will be up, the smell of barbecue and fried dough will float in the air, and wide eyes young and old will peer into the hall to see if a ribbon rests next to their entry.

There was an extra level of urgency at Morning Glory Farm on Saturday morning as two corn pickers worked their way through rows of corn plants in the Edgartown field. For the field crew, Saturday means arriving at 6:30 a.m. so they can pick for both the West Tisbury Farmers’ Market and the stand. By 7:30 a.m. 24 bushels of corn had been picked for market. At 62 ears a bushel, 1,488 ears of corn would make their way up-Island.

Anna Edey stooped over one of her many wineberry bushes at her West Tisbury home Saturday afternoon, plucked one of the raspberry-like wild berries and popped it into her mouth.

“What a treat,” she said. “They have no shelf life, so you have to pick them right off the bush.”

Jamie O’Gorman stood in a field of summer squash and cucumbers at Morning Glory Farm in Edgartown on Saturday, looking over her shoulder, hoping that more volunteers would arrive at any minute. The field behind the peach orchard had only a few volunteers that afternoon to help the Island Grown Initiative’s gleaning program.

There was a time when milk was just milk, when cream was skimmed off the top for butter and a percentage of fat didn’t deem a tall glass of the refreshing drink, glistening like porcelain, to be unhealthy. But with two Island farms selling straight-from-the-farm milk in glass bottles, milk may have another chance.

What came first — the chicken or the egg? It’s one of those questions that has plagued the human race for ages, but Up-Island Eggs owner Katherine Long settled the debate on Friday afternoon as she was giving her chickens a treat of corn.

“The thing that laid an egg wasn’t a chicken, the thing that hatched out of the egg was the chicken,” Ms. Long said. “Whatever laid the egg first was something else. The egg came first.”