Imagine it’s 1851. You and a companion, both aspiring landscape artists captivated by the Romantic principles of the Hudson River School of painting, are trekking across the central Adirondacks, west to east, in search of inspiration and subject material. It’s a nearly trackless, almost ...

Have you ever pondered how you ended up on the path that you took? Robert Frost in his classic poem, “The Road Not Taken,” highlights the idea that choices, no matter how big or small, shape our lives. I think it was author Jack London who talked about walking down the street in San ...

I asked my daughter if she knew how butterflies taste. She gave me a surprised look and responded with, “I’ve never had one.” I am so confused. No. It doesn’t help to keep repeating the exact words, but with a different tone and inflection. I tried. Embarrassingly enough, it took me a ...

Summers’ end marks an abundant harvest. The farmers’ market and farm stands are loaded with seasonal veggies — corn, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, zucchini ... and beans. I was surprised to learn from local grower Jim Tucker that some people aren’t aware that not all fresh beans are ...

I spent a lot of time at Mt. Pisgah back in the 1950s and ‘60s with the family learning to ski, including me, and later as a village official. As village manager, I had the idea to build the tubing run, which the village board then approved. After all the paper work was finished, I jumped ...