If you are going to get nabbed for speeding in Chilmark, you could do worse than be stopped on the rise just west of the Allen Farm on South Road.
By Max Hart
Martha’s Vineyard has long attracted writers, and in recent years, a whole new school of them has been lured here.
By Laura D. Roosevelt
You know that if you have a home on Martha’s Vineyard, you occupy a special place in the hearts of your mainland friends – a place that coincides neatly with their weeklong summer vacations. You’ll recall it was barely springtime when the phones started ringing. “We were wondering. . . .” “Hey, what are you doing. . . .” “We had a fantastic idea! Why don’t you plan to come and visit us in the fall, but this summer, we. . . .” You’ve heard it all before, right?
By Mark Jenkins
It wasn’t until Thomas Hart Benton came to the Island in 1920 that he found himself, and the painting style for which he would become famous.
By Sam Low
On the who, what, how, and why of everyday Island life.
By Glenny Bartram
Thomas Hart Benton brought this essay, both an obituary and a biography of a dog named Jake, to the office of the Vineyard Gazette in August 1946 and asked editor Henry Beetle Hough whether he cared to publish it.
By Thomas Hart Benton
Rhonda and Erik Albert and their children Iris and Miles live in an old sixteen-room house in Oak Bluffs. Last year they had nearly a thousand summer guests, and this year they’d like to have more.
By Margaret Knight
These are the sounds I hear on an early spring morning.
By Kate Feiffer
Baba Smith, Phyllis Aldrich, Sharon Smith, Sunny Wright, and Cynthia Fulton
By Brooks Robards
I may have been smart enough to move to Martha’s Vineyard, but now that I live here, I can’t figure out how to leave.
By Niki Patton
It’s springtime and the air on Martha’s Vineyard is filled with prospects of renewal, growth, and the abundance of change.
By Mark Jenkins
