An Open-Season Blood Sport By Ron McFarland This late June rain has really brought out the slugs in our Idaho Panhandle yard. Armed with my deadly saltshaker, I nailed 115 last night. Noticing a couple on the sidewalk
Gardening As Restorative By Marylyn Cork It’s a beautiful morning as I write. The sun is a little too warm for comfort, beaming like a jolly fellow from a blue, blue sky. Not a cloud up there, and
Good at Everything Story and photos by Max Jenkins “They’re a fantastic dance team,” people kept saying. I wasn’t the jealous type, but it was hard not to be a little worried. This was in the 1950s at
Not Your Normal Neighbor Story and photos by Gary Brown Is it the alligator or maybe the multiple pythons hanging around that cause me to put my neighbor Corbin Maxey and his wife Sam at the top of
By Les Tanner Many cancellations or changes in these events are likely to occur because of concerns about COVID-19. We nevertheless show them here, because one goal of the magazine, including the Calendar, is to show what life
By Amy Story Larson I first came across food lover and cook Pamala Cooper while she was painting a mural on her fence in Nampa. I love to meet people who put so much heart into things. She
Images from the Backcountry Eighty Years Ago By Karlene Bayok Edwards Photos by Joe Bayok In 1936, my father, Joe Bayok, used part of his first Forest Service paycheck to buy what he called a “good” camera, a
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Motocross As Character-Builder Story and photos by Bob Abrams During round one of the Owyhee Motorcycle Club (OMC) summer motocross series in Garden City last June, I was in the right place at the right time. I was
Training for a 30k Run Story and photos by Kimberly Shepard A chilly wind that traveled through the early July air brought billowing clouds of fog with it. I stood looking skeptically at a muddy path that led
