Three bronze pieces created at the 2013 Bronze Sculpture Symposium by local sculptor Brian Maughan were unveiled during last Friday’s Art Stroll.

A municipal fiber optic network is feasible in Yellow Springs, according to members of Springs-Net, a citizen group that has been studying the issue for the past 18 months.

Glen Helen Raptor Center will be releasing young screech owls back to the wild at the School Forest Meadow this Thursday, June 23, from 8 to 9 p.m.

Love it or dread it, Street Fair is a Yellow Springs tradition. But newcomers to the village anticipating this Saturday’s arts, crafts, music, food and beer extravaganza might not realize just how humble and homegrown the tradition is.

Before moving to Yellow Springs, Eric and Kelley Oberg had never owned a home with a doorbell.

Long Pond was a lake, despite its name. It hung like a particularly wet piece of laundry on the line that was Moose River. The river fed the lake, and the lake, nine miles later, fed the river. Long Pond was a pause in the river’s flow — the river putting up its feet and taking a break.

Drivers, take care! A goose and her goslings have been observed crossing the Dayton–Yellow Springs Road near Antioch Midwest.

It’s a weekday afternoon, you have a few free hours, you want to see a movie. Wish the Little Art were open? Now it is.

The lawn in front of Antioch Hall, known as the horseshoe, is covered with clover this time of year. In years past, that meant bees — hundreds of them — buzzing underfoot. But now the clover field is silent.

The best poem I’ll ever write is the one I’ll never write. It’s the one I’ll write only in my head, under the influence of bicycling, which apparently is for me as potent as the more illicit highs other writers have pursued for inspiration.