Opinion
It was a curious year at the Island Food Pantry. One day we had 12 visits; another day we had 89 visits. We had eight per cent fewer families, yet with 2,740 visits for the year — the same number of visits as last year. The pantry posted a record income of $98, 075 and record expenditures of $95,345.
The wind over Lucy Vincent Beach has to be just right, from the southeast and maybe 10 to 15 miles an hour, so that it strikes the cliff there and forms a column of rising air. When that happens, if you are a paraglider pilot, it can be magic.
As the moon ascends into the night sky it appears to shrink. Astronomers and scientists tell us this is not so and that its size remains exactly the same as when it first appears on the horizon. Rather, they say, it is the moon’s contrast to surface landmarks, such as trees and buildings, that makes it appear so large while low in the sky. It is an optical illusion.
The last votes have been tallied and the results are clear: Vineyard voters do not want a roundabout in the middle of the Island.
The Vineyard’s annual appointment with spring, more often than not a fleeting affair, has stretched on endlessly this year, or so it seems. It began with extra warm weather in March — almost unheard of on an Island surrounded by frigid ocean water — that teased the daffodils into bloom earlier than at any time in recent memory. Islanders who were lucky enough to make mid-winter escapes returned to early spring flowers gone by and mayflowers already in bloom.
There’s no food on the streets of Vineyard Haven. At least not for long. And that includes anything that might resemble food. For each morning on my walk, at the end of the leather leash in my hand is a golden street sweeper. His name is Floyd. For more than 10 years, just about his entire life, he has lived with my wife, Paula, and me.
