Ahh, those summer gull friends.

Wes Craven

I sat recently at my best of all possible desks, in my best of all possible jobs, as editor of the best of all possible magazines, devoted to the best of all possible islands, surrounded by the best of all possible oceans, contemplating the lobster roll. Not just any lobster roll, of course, but, that’s right, the best of all possible lobster rolls.

Paul Schneider

These days, I can fully establish my Oak Bluffs credibility with the younger set simply by sitting back and reminiscing about Circuit Avenue...

Jessica B. Harris

It’s not widely known yet, but birds are infiltrating the world of humans at levels never before seen. This movement is not driven by preference for our company, but by a perception among birds that few other choices remain.

Wes Craven

My friend Ed called recently to say he is looking for a house to rent on the Vineyard for a few weeks this summer. These calls from off-Island are one of the surest signs of spring, as reliable as the pinkletinks that crawl up out of their cold, muddy beds and into the trees to start their nightly peep-peep-peeping for love and happiness.

Paul Schneider

I’ve just finished reading a book about what birds think. About migrating, mating, nesting, eating, and feeding. Even learning to fly.

Wes Craven

Photographer Wayne Smith captures why it is we love the season known as “Not Summer.”

The moment I told my friend Ed that I was soon to take a job at the helm of Martha’s Vineyard Magazine, he launched into one of his characteristic reveries, this time about the sentences Iwould write in my new position as what he called “a country editor.”

Paul Schneider

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