• Bathing suits drying on Peaks Island.
    April 25

    A few years ago I went to Florida on vacation. I’d never seen a woman in a thong before.

  • March 15

    I’ve been hopeful that someone would come along who would restore the party to the noble ideals it espoused when I first joined in 1962.

  • Much of Main Street sits on fill.
    January 20

    Vinalhaven often experiences big storms. That’s not surprising. We are, after all, an island in the middle of the ocean.

  • Winter day dawns on Vinalhaven
    November 23

    This place, this island, is free from nearly all the world’s afflictions. No one is attacking us.

  • Vinhalhaven view
    October 26

    It was just a camp built by boys, because that is what we were back in 1959—boys in search of adventure where Brandy Brook empties its copper colored water into Carver’s Pond, an estuary of Vinalhaven’s main harbor.

  • refrigerator box image
    September 24

    I’ve always loved little spaces I could make my own. When I was a kid, maybe 13 or so, I lived for a while in a box a refrigerator had come in. I

  • Vinalhaven village from the water.
    August 26

    A few weeks ago, a big man burst into the Tidewater Motel lobby mid-morning carrying a half-dozen unmarked white cardboard boxes, each about 18-inches by 18-inches and 4-inches deep. He’d emerged from an unmarked white pickup that held three white chest freezers in its bed, tied down haphazardly with pot warp.

  • Vinalhaven street
    July 20

    One of our treasured old granite bridges has been weakened and we need to strengthen it quickly.

  • house on Vinalhaven
    June 15

    I offered them a week's waterfront lodging, a ride around the island with a friendly lobsterman who'd give them a chance to steer the boat and haul a few traps, breakfast at Surfside, lunch and dinner at whichever of the two island venues interested them,...