Whitney’s family has been going to Martha’s Vineyard for generations, so it was an obvious location choice for her wedding. Staunchly against any kind of event that felt preppy or cookie cutter-ish, she held all of the festivities up island. “It is much more pastoral and bucolic,” she says. “I love how there are stone walls in fields that go right to the ocean, surrounded by old trees, beautiful lighthouses, and cottages. I wanted the vibe to be laid-back and natural, and not take away from this stunning setting where horse fields meet the beach.” Having driven by the Allen Farm for years on trips to Aquinnah, she always thought it was the most picturesque spot on the island. “I loved the idea of the wedding party spending the day swimming and having fun at the beach in front of the farm, then glamming up for the big event later that night,” she says.

By Alexandra Macon
JANUARY 19, 2017 

http://www.vogue.com/13523175/whitney-weeks-doug-pickett-marthas-vineyard-wedding/

A Day With Mitchell Posin: Mixing the Compost for a Life Well Lived

By Mollie Doyle

Thursday, May 5, 2016 – 6:10pm

It’s a misty May morning in Chilmark and Mitchell Posin doesn’t seem to have an agenda for the day. While other farmers race up and down South Road with their trucks overloaded with supplies, Mitchell strolls around the farm house kitchen. He wears a blue Allen Farm hat, stained yellow shirt, workpants, boots and a ripped black sweater. While sipping some water (he doesn’t drink coffee or even tea) he chats with his wife Clarissa and the farm’s weaver, Clare Ives. The conversation wanders from how the lambs are doing — none need to be bottle fed yet — to what needs to get done to prepare for an upcoming wedding, which will be held in one of the fields overlooking Lucy Vincent Beach.

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True Islanders, Sheep Have Deep Roots

By Heidi Sistare

Thursday, November 14, 2013 – 11:39am

The story of sheep on Martha’s Vineyard doesn’t begin with 40 British ships sailing into the Vineyard Haven harbor, but it certainly was a turning point. In September of 1778, Major General Sir Charles Grey of the British army arrived on Martha’s Vineyard to round up supplies for his troops who were stationed in Newport, R.I. During Grey’s Raid the Vineyarders were forced at swordpoint to surrender food and weapons and town funds.

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Turbine Goes Up, Electric Bill Down at Allen Farm in Chilmark

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New York Times
Published July 23, 2009
By Danielle Pergament

THE Democrats are back in power, which means Martha’s Vineyard is on the political radar again. The Kennedys have been coming since there were actual vineyards, Chelsea Clinton is reportedly tying the knot on the island and — oh, didn’t you hear? — the Obamas are on their way. But part of the Vineyard’s appeal is how easily it shrugs off snobbery, unlike other fancy playgrounds. (We’re looking at you, East Hampton.) Despite its popularity among the presidential set, Martha’s Vineyard is still a laid-back island with a lot of mopeds, fish shacks and nice beaches. Folks will tell you that the Vineyard is really just an old fishing community — that is, if you don’t get stuck behind a motorcade.

Read full PDF article: 36 Hours on MV

The New York Times
Published November 5, 2001
By Amanda Hesser

CHILMARK, Mass.— A SMALL pack of male white and chocolate-brown lambs were nudging and shifting, with fleeces tousled by damp weather and heads pitched toward the ground, their focus on the prize: dry, feathery wisps of alfalfa, torn from a hay bale. The alfalfa smelled like sweet tea; their jaws were grinding. It was a special snack on the Allen Sheep Farm, and it was no time to be taking in the view.

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