Island Light: November on the Vineyard
Slivers of sunlight illuminate the Nashaquitsa boathouse on a cloudy day.
Slivers of sunlight illuminate the Nashaquitsa boathouse on a cloudy day.
Aquinnah country road in Autumn.
Aquinnah country road in Autumn.
Skateboarders take advantage of less people, performing tricks at Ocean Park.
Skateboarders take advantage of less people, performing tricks at Ocean Park.
Utilizing rocks as a platform to jump.
Utilizing rocks as a platform to jump.
WInd rustles the trees in the Camp Ground.
WInd rustles the trees in the Camp Ground.
Off season in East Chop.
Off season in East Chop.
Jerry Jeffers junk cars moved off Chappaquiddick and on to the mainland.
Jerry Jeffers junk cars moved off Chappaquiddick and on to the mainland.
Bounty of gourds at Morning Glory Farm.
Bounty of gourds at Morning Glory Farm.
Raised above the wetlands at Priester's Pond, boardwalk invites a casual walk.
Raised above the wetlands at Priester's Pond, boardwalk invites a casual walk.
Vibrant maple leaves scatter on the surface of the pond.
Vibrant maple leaves scatter on the surface of the pond.
West Chop Lighthouse.
West Chop Lighthouse.
Ropes, nets, and other assorted fishing equipment on the docks of Menemsha.
Ropes, nets, and other assorted fishing equipment on the docks of Menemsha.
Dead Man's Plank pulled up on the beach at Owen Park.
Dead Man's Plank pulled up on the beach at Owen Park.
Scaffolding rises around the Gay Head Light for off-season renovations.
Scaffolding rises around the Gay Head Light for off-season renovations.
Gazette photographer Ray Ewing was in Aquinnah to document the renovations.
Gazette photographer Ray Ewing was in Aquinnah to document the renovations.
Sengie sunset.
Sengie sunset.
Ag Hall glows from inside on a West Tisbury evening.
Ag Hall glows from inside on a West Tisbury evening.
Yoke hangs from the rafters.
Yoke hangs from the rafters.
An early morning apricot sun climbs over the eastern edge of the Island, illuminating beach grass and reflecting off the dark navy water of Nantucket Sound. Pounding winds have died to nothing. Light frost settles onto the woody, silvery tops of rosa rugosa and their wrinkly red hips. A lone beachcomber walks along the shore, bending now and again for a found object. In the distance a dragger forms a silhouette against Cape Cod.
This is November on the Vineyard.