Those who frequently drive along Noyac Road will be familiar with a pair of signs along the route: a chicken and an egg. They’re just around the bend from the marina at Wooley Pond and welcome people to North Sea Farms. It’s actually a rooster and not a chicken, hinting at the lighthearted farm humor at play.

“Did you notice the turkeys when you pulled in the driveway?” asks Richie King, who owns the farm with his wife, Robin.

There’s nothing quite like the sound of the English-handbell choir during the Christmas season at the First Presbyterian Church in East Hampton, when gloved hands ring gleaming bells and chimes at exactly the right moment to create songs that evoke angels.

These are the hands of the community: everyday people who come together to make music — and magic and the holiday spirit.

Places and populations have personalities, too, and one of the deep-seated quirks of East Hampton is a predilection for pranks. We have a long history of (mostly) harmless mischief.