Springcreekland —by Joe Scheidler

We were in Canada a couple weeks ago at a place we’ve enjoyed for 24 years: a small cabin on a remote river once used by the voyageurs. It h...

Dinner tonight is a casserole that starts with a mass of chopped kale and spinach, lightly salted and wilted in a hot skillet.  A pound of p...

We drove to Indy the other day and were taken aback by all the construction.  New housing, cleared woodlands, new pipelines, improved roadwa...

March arrived with sunshine and warm southerly breezes but then had second thoughts. Within a week the peepers and turtles crawled back in t...

In early January, rainfall in California led to historic flooding as storm systems lined up across the Pacific and brought wave after wave o...

The call came after dark on a cold and rainy November evening: there was a road-killed deer south of town, ours for the taking. When we arri...

We are driving 650 miles north, to a cabin in the Algoma wilderness. For 23 years it’s been our escape from the routine, a place of solitude...