Opinion

When are our words about a garden, and when are they about our relationship?

If she becomes president, Kamala Harris could be the last of the baby boom generation to occupy the Oval Office.

While the demands made on local services and infrastructure are real, little of the short-term rental income remains in the community.

Good times on the jumbotron as the New York Metropolitans get the ballpark rocking on $5 Tuesday.

If you’ve never been to the Shinnecock Indian Nation’s annual powwow on Labor Day weekend, here’s your chance.

A tricky procedure, but one that will undoubtedly take a weight off your shoulders.

From where I sit with a view of Main Street, two things about this summer strike me: the numerous westbound traffic backups and the people peering in The Star’s front windows.

Village officials should be prepared for scrutiny regarding the 18th-century house on Main Street that had until recently been home to the East Hampton Historical Society.

Happy happy joy joy! It’s hard to shake the Games of Paris.

This is the time for all South Forkers to make sure hurricane preparations have been made.

The addicting thing about Disney World is that it is as complex and elaborate an alternate reality as a video-game artificial universe like World of Warcraft or Legend of Zelda.

The town board’s discussion of a planned center for senior citizens took an important turn last week when the question arose of whether the $28 million project could also provide badly needed emergency shelter space.

Notes from the East Hampton Library’s Authors Night.

Seven curious, smart, spirited high school students have been taking part in our Star Summer Academy these last two weeks, learning what it takes to become a newspaper reporter.

It’s hard to forget the surprising togetherness and making-do of New Yorkers plunged into darkness in the worst power outage in American history.

And it was not even particularly good coffee.

It seems we must plead with beachgoers to stop leaving giant bags of garbage and other bulky discards in the general vicinity of the trash cans at the beach.

When insects attack.

Our roads are more dangerous now than ever before. There are more cars, and an explosion in popularity of e-bikes and powered scooters demands that local officials act swiftly to reduce the danger.

I am a single, cisgender female, American of African descent, of a certain age, with no children or a partner. And I matter.

As this wild blackberry season looks to be a good one, please note that making jam is not as intimidating as it sounds.

What’s a waterlogged parent or host to do to keep the troops entertained? Here are a few destinations to brighten a rainy day.

A Joe Jonas sighting conjures Disney’s immortal “Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam” — and a sleepaway camp reverie.

After Health and Human Services put a rule in place to safeguard reproductive health information, Senator Vance was among those in Congress who wrote to the department’s secretary stating their opposition. And he didn’t stop there.

The older I get, the more I appreciate the power of beauty. The faces of the old Hollywood stars.

Fifty Augusts ago, you’d have seen a lot more sailboats and power boats, and more water skiers, if you went down to Gardiner’s Bay to do a head count.

In 2013 I was obsessed with being an Authors Night author in support of the East Hampton Library. Here’s an inside-the-tent look at the Hamptons’ ultimate book party and benefit.

I cannot remember the last time the full set of window screens went up at the Star office. There simply are too few flying insects around anymore to bother.

Never mind the bluster. That’s entertainment.

A recent collapse of a turbine blade at the Vineyard Wind offshore site was spectacular, but what should it mean for the wind-power industry as a whole?