Back downtown this morning, the sign in front of Station Street Pub caught my eye: "Cod, perch, tilapia, shrimp." Must be Friday. And yes...

It has been 41 years (and a few days) already since Philippe Petit walked a wire between the World Trade Center buildings. The walk was...

Coming out of the wildness around the town pond and back to the edge of town, the lines of the grain elevators on the east side of the...

Take it easy big fellas, no, I did not find any morels along Route 394 in Chicago's south suburbs. Though I have it on good authority...

Conditions seemed perfect to stretch out an extended ramble with Lady, our family's mutt, this morning. And I was right. Temperatures...