Years ago, I enjoyed the company of a friend named John. A smart, energetic fellow and sympathetic to my character at the time, which symp...

Select images from when autumn turned to winter. The first snow fell to the woods, we were there and it went like this. When next autu...

Mostly, it’ll be show. The central dilemma faced by photographers of my generation revolves around the revolution of digital capture, ...

A memory plucked from a fast receding autumn, told today lest it fade beneath the complex accumulation of seasons spent in the field, with...

Traditionally, the turning of a New Year is occasion for a glance back and a look forward. Maybe that’s ‘cause short days and long night...

1913 was a hard year on the Copper Range of Michigan. By December, a worker’s strike against the copper mines was in its 5 th month a...

They say there’re only two seasons in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan: winter and a couple of days in late July.  That may or may not be, ...

The special relationship between copper and people across the Superior region dates back at least 7,000 years because geology made it easy...

Patrick O’Neill is an esteemed teacher of college literature and composition, along with being the author of seven published books of poet...

This being family time, I’ll not burden you with much of me but please be sure to check in next week as I’ll have my first profile and it’s ...