In Burdickville, there’s one undeniable sign of spring and impending summer. Bright yellow finches feasting on thistle feeders? No. Pairs of ducks and swans searching for proper nesting sites? Hardly. Robins fat and bursting with eggs? Don’t be ridiculous

I am amazed at people who have pet cats.
There is nothing wrong with cats, for the most part. I’m a little allergic to felines, so I’ll never have one as a pet. I also have a rule: if I can’t train an animal to go outside to relieve itself, I don’t need

The worst thing that ever happened to education is that the “reform” issue started popping up No. 1 or 2 in public opinion polls.

Every savvy politician concluded – since this is so important to the public – that they better do something about this in

Your April 9 edition contained a column and a letter that referenced the Democratic Party. Your column should be commended on both its substance and its grammar. The letter, authored by our Congressman Dave Camp, represents pure partisan politics on bot

In April, it’s National Poetry Month time,
So, here is the second annual column in rhyme.
The rime is finally off the ground,
So in this column, rhyme can be found.

The first signs of spring are happily here,
New birds at the feeder, the grazing of

In his letter to the editor about Phragmites article in the Enterprise two weeks ago, Jim Moses correctly suggests that we should not ignore the fact that the European Union has found glyphosate (an herbicide) to be a dangerous chemical. He is also right

Welcome back to some of the snowbirds, though I’m sure there are more to return. That is unless we have more snow (bite my tongue). Some years past I have written about the boats on the lakes and how the fish are biting. A little different this year.

Before the Internet was invented by Al Gore, the only google anybody heard about was the old song Barney Google (With the Goo-Goo-Googley Eyes). Now google is a verb and the Internet has insidiously extended its tentacles into virtually every facet of ou

A few weeks ago, I found what I thought was a nice surprise in the mailbox.<

Hang on to your hats, buckaroos. We got ourselves another maverick roaming around out there on the campaign trail.