I have just been invited to go for a sail in my boat. I say my boat because Bluebeard was my boat for so long —thanks to the ministrations of dozens of friends.

When I look up at the moon I see the past, in particular 46 years ago and a New York Times headline that read Men Walk On Moon. No exclamation point, just a fact of life from Earth.

Nothing is worse than the marine head. Although the bathroom or toilet enclosure is called the head, I am referring to the device with the seat termed the toilet, the john, or in Australia the dunny.

The waning of August brings once more one of the traditional great days of the Vineyard’s summer season, Governor’s Day, with the evening illumination of the Camp Ground at Oak Bluffs.