by Robert P. Barsanti The fogs of spring have descended along with the first tropical storm of the season. The planes sometimes flew, and the boats sometimes sailed, but the island felt itself cut off again from the mainland. We like it that way. The traffic, the malls, the fast-food-everything […]
Nantucket Essays
They’re Here
by Robert P. Barsanti The neighbors have arrived. They brought their dogs. The dogs come racing in from both sides, clash in our yards, and then go dashing after each other in an early summer clash for suburban dominance. Their owners slid the sliding glass doors shut. We all like […]
It’s Later Than We Think
by Robert P. Barsanti While the rest of the world starts the New Year in January, we should turn the calendar and start the clock on Memorial Day. Something Natural has re-opened, the Bake Shop is making donuts again, and the rest of the storefronts are shiny and clean, ready […]
Summer Wine
by Robert P. Barsanti I returned to Nantucket on a long delayed boat. On this full boat, the seats were claimed early and I stood outside, hard up against the metal gate of the closed snack bar. The wind and rain had built a substantial chop over the shoals in […]
Lover’s Tree
by Robert P. Barsanti January and February passed the island this year. It took the jet stream north over Canada and took the ice and snow with it. Unfortunately, March and November swelled to fill the missing months and filled the weeks and days with polar fleece and puddles. Without […]
