East Hampton Town appears about to have the wool pulled over its eyes again in Montauk.

East Hampton Village residents should wonder why precisely it is that the trustees are eager to install a specialized glass playing enclosure for a sport that no one has heard of.

Living where I do down in the dunes past Amagansett, ticks are just part of the scenery.

Is it weird that I think of mortality — transience and permanence — whenever I drive my car on the New Jersey Turnpike?