Another week has gone by and I find myself feeling like there is a cow sitting on my chest rather than an elephant.

Ribs aching, throat scratching, sleep deprived and cough, cough, coughing is how I've spent my past week in the throes of an unpleasant bout of pneumonia.

It's getting to be the time of year when our young towns-children are eagerly anticipating an opportunity to dress up like goblins, fairies, fishermen and more.

With the emergence of October, musicians wandered to Squid Row for an impromptu fall sing.

With the 78th derby in full swing, a lot of folks are busy getting out on the water.

Do you remember the twenty-first night of September?

Life is full of ups and downs. Life is full of both joy and sadness.

So many people have made the bold statement, "Summer is over."

As the Sunday night sun was beginning to lower itself in the sky and set the scene for a spectacular sunset, musical instruments and their music makers began to gather on Squid Row.

If you've been a regular visitor to the Chilmark Flea Market, you've likely perused the wares of Jane Neumann.