Looking through 20-year-old photos this week, I glimpsed the full landscape of my personal life in a true, complete way. And realized that I have neglected that landscape as a writer, creating here and in my published articles this sense that I spend all my time...

I came across this post from Philip Werner, aka Section Hiker. Eight years ago, I tried to save a man's life as part of a group of hikers who came upon a collapsed father on the Tuckerman Ravine Trail. He had been trying to climb Mount Washington with his two teenage...

The Connecticut Health Investigative Team has posted Christine Woodside's three stories on routine sewage overflows into Long Island Sound off the coast of Connecticut. She had long wanted to understand why sewage overflows legally in some of Connecticut’s cities. She...

The week after my mother's memorial service, I found myself standing on the top of the first mountain I ever climbed, at 3, with her, my three brothers, and my father. Mom told me once that she had sort of pushed me up the short, steep path. I even remember how she...

We climbed two mountains in the Pliny Range of New Hampshire today. On the ridge, spring's arrival was creeping upward toward winter's exit. Low on the ridge, wildflowers reached away from the path. The red trillium is the most beautiful and amazing of them all. It...