Innocents Abroad, Without All the Fuss

One of our guilty weeknight pleasures is to curl up with an episode of House Hunters International, a made-for-cable reality show on the HGTV network about the ins and outs of buying property abroad. The show taps a deep vein of the American experience: curiosity...

Teaching a Handrail an Important Life Lesson

There’s nothing like a salad fresh from the garden. A bowl of mixed greens, spiced with herbs and perhaps an edible flower blossom or two, is one of the great pleasures of summer on St. Peters Church Road, the perfect accompaniment to a pizza baked in the mud...

Veni, Vidi … Cacavi.

There’s nothing like the loss of electricity to make a house feel broken. In a recent column entitled, “Did You Find the Squirrel?”, I wrote about an exciting afternoon of powerlessness on St. Peters Church Road, thanks to a cute furry creature that...

A History of Squatters On Shermans Creek

The people of Perry County love their history, and for good reason. Change comes slowly to these parts. Looking out at Blue Mountain from my favorite rocking chair on the back porch, there’s very little from modern times to see. In fact, there’s a lot more...

A City of Conscience on the Mississippi

It has been an unusually wet spring, and the creeks and rivers of Perry County have spilled their banks more than once, but we haven’t seen anything like the record-breaking juggernaut of the mighty Mississippi. The recent flooding in the Mid-West has been...

“If You Ever Want to see Your Mushroom Alive…”

Chad Shuman had ­just dropped three tons of stone dust with surgical precision next to our catalpa tree. As the dust settled and the startled warblers burst back into song, we started talking mushrooms. Morels, to be specific. It was my favorite kind of Perry...