There’s magic that happens on Nantucket in mid-April. The gray days of winter finally give way, the harbor begins to shake off its deep chill, and, seemingly overnight, millions of golden daffodils bloom across our island.
Author: Taryn McBryde
Semper Fi, Michael
If you’re not smart, you need smart friends. Yes you do. And that has long been my motto, the key to whatever limited success that I’ve had over these many years. Thank you, smart friends. You know who you are, I’m sure!
Caterpillar Cacophony
It’s daffy season once again and Nantucketers and visitors alike celebrate this sure sign of spring. As the weather warms up, however, another sign of the season will emerge. Rather, they will hatch. I’m talking about one of my favorite native species, the Eastern Tent Caterpillar (ETC). I have written about the ETC before explaining the natural history and amazing ecology of the species. However, it’s worth mentioning again since this year will be a boom year.
NHA Holiday Festivals
Nantucket is widely known for its festivals: we celebrate daffodils in April, wine and food in May, books and screenwriters in June, comedy, gardens, yoga, and dance the rest of the summer. Just when we think the season is over, the Nantucket Historical Association lights up their Whaling Museum with […]
Stroll Shopping Walk
While many Nantucket Christmas Stroll activities and shopping options are centered along Main, Center, and Federal streets, there are special events a few steps off the main drag that you won’t want to miss December 5-7. Santa arrives on Straight Wharf around noontime December 6, so before and after, stop […]
Art Purveyor Brings Art Directly to You
There’s a particular kind of person who can’t walk past a crooked painting without straightening it. Robert Foster is that person: the kind who notices the tilt of a frame in a crowded restaurant, who sees not just walls but canvases waiting for the right art to complete a room’s story.
Winter Beauty of Our Island’s Winterberry
The idea of “winter landscapes” on Nantucket can sometimes conjure up something dreary. Since we often lack the winter white blanket covering other parts of New England, barren branches and bitter winds can make for a seemingly inhospitable landscape.
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