How it Works: The Fresnel Lens
In 1822 Fresnel invented the most important breakthrough in lighthouse lights in two thousand years.
We Give Thanks to the Birds and the Gods of Chase
Waterfowling on the Vineyard.
Winter, in Particular
I told anyone who would listen how much i hated everything. . . .going away was not the solution. I always had to come back to the empty streets, unlit houses, and closed stores.
Who Are We?
The Evolving Psychology of Martha’s Vineyard.
Great Island Couples
Lynne and Allen Whiting of West TisburyAllen is a painter and farmer. Lynne is education coordinator of the Martha’s Vineyard Historical Society. Married twenty-seven years Lynne: I met Allen’s artwork before I met Allen. He was having a show at the Field Gallery; I was working at the Field Gallery. I showed up early on…
Fish Tales: A Millennium Fish
January 1, 2000: A clear, calm start to the new millennium.
How I Got Here: Norman Bridwell
It was a different economic class then – we were too. At one point we playfully considered going over to the mainland and robbing a liquor store if Clifford didn’t do well.
Highs and Lows of a Collecting Bug
One September morn, a mail-order barometer from Abercrombie & Fitch arrived at the home of a man in Westhampton Beach, Long Island.
Pizza Delivery
You ask what we do here in the off- season. Well, if somebody crosses us, it’s always a good time to get revenge.
Kerri Daly
Minding her own business: A Hair Affair.
Notes from a Whaling Master’s Daughter
They are the only mistakes I’m glad I made in journalism. Because of them I met the daughter of a whaling master, which, to me, is as remarkable in the latter half of 2004 as meeting the daughter of a Civil War veteran.
Island Music
The willing, The collaborators, the veterans, and more.
From Our Readers: Christmas Northeaster
In 1947 my parents decided that we would spend Christmas on the Vineyard. Up to that point, I had been a summer child.
Traveling at the Speed of Bike
Like so many ambitious enterprises, it began on a whim.
The Off-Off-Season
It finally happened the other day. Four people in line at the coffee shop, and I knew every one of them.
A Festive Jockstrap
Traveling up Lambert’s Cove Road, just after you pass the Tisbury town line, you round a bend and come to the place where worlds collide.
