The master builders are working on garbage trucks, trash compactors, sorting systems and even a sewer system for their waste-wise project.

The Yellow Springs Art Studio Tour and Sale had its fifteenth and final run this past weekend. I made sure to run the circuit and enjoy its many surprises.

Here in Yellow Springs in the 1980s, local residences saw a railway that could be converted to a community asset and connector. Today, the Rail to Trails Conservatory sees a pathway to resurface our maps with the stuff of enduring legacies.

Genetic diversity is the special magic within our seeds…our unique source of resiliency, beauty, and trust.

It’s hard—separating source from feedback—but it’s work worth doing.

We indulge in Summer’s last splashing pleasures.

We camp. We make fire. We rise with the sun.

“How was your day?” is a question with a complicated honest answer. My five year old now understands the utter inadequacy of “I’m fine”.

I love a good book. I cherish a good library.

How many Methodists does it take to change a lightbulb?