The Village of Yellow Springs is now the proud owner of a nine-ton, seven-foot-tall sludge press. Its purpose? Simply put, to squeeze out any remaining water from the biosolids that run through our municipal water and wastewater treatment plant.

A Irish session band held court at Ye Olde Trail Tavern on Saturday, March 12. Playing were Kenton Domer-Shank on accordion, Patrick Foose on banjo, Ken Beer on fiddle, Parker Buckley on mandolin and Tim Daugherty on the anglo concertina.

The edifices that line the central throughways in the heart of the village form a patchwork of design and structure. The structures are quirky, asymmetrical and kaleidoscopic in color — the squat skyline, seldom rising above two stories, is jagged and sundry.

The Springs Motel, Yellow Springs’ own little funky roadside respite has some new owners. Moving in from just three miles down Route 68 is the Knickerbocker family, proprietors of local business Knickerbocker Pools & Spas.

It’s a lot to look after: The Glen contains over 1,100 acres of land and a 15-mile network of footpaths. It’s home to deep-seated Indigenous histories, untold numbers of flora and fauna, geologies and ecologies, waterways and wildlife.

After an ice storm and heavy snowfall on Feb. 3 and 4, villagers came out with shovels, snow plows, salt and sleds to both combat and enjoy the winter weather.

On Saturday, Feb. 12, Garmint Boutique held its soft opening as Yellow Springs’ only vintage clothing store.

Director Paul Thomas Anderson’s recent blockbuster film “Licorice Pizza” wants to remind us of all the thrills, seductions and dramas of adolescence.

On Sunday, Feb. 13, Super Bowl LVI offered brief hope to Cincinnati Bengals fans, as their team faced off against the Los Angeles Rams. After a historic season and a dramatically close game, however, the Bengals faltered with a score of 23–20.

After 57 years of working in Yellow Springs’ downtown grocery, proprietor Tom Gray is retiring, and taking over the store is his youngest son, Jeff Gray.