To give birders more time to plan, we have changed the deadline for registration for Foxburg’s bird watching weekend from April 2, 2012 to April 21, 2012. The schedule of events are as follows (more…)

Another holiday will soon be upon us: Valentine’s Day. Practically since the day after Christmas, stores have had cupids dangling above our heads and shelves overloaded with brightly foiled or satin-laced hearts. Romantic cards fill the greeting slats (Valentine’s Day is second only to Christmas in greeting card sales), and racks of skimpy nightwear have been pushed to prominent locations. The electricity of love charges the air. (more…)

There is a building on the corner of Main Street, Foxburg that had been quiet for some time. Originally constructed as a Bank for the bustling town in 1932, it passed through many phases over the course of several years. It assumed the role of a church, a community center, an office for the boro council, an antique store, and now, after two years in silent contemplation, it’s doors are open again as a variety shop featuring all sorts of  intrigues. (more…)

For just one day, on the 15th of August, 2009 Foxburg added a new dimension to it’s many facets – a celebration of Scotland. The sound of bagpipes filled the air as the strolling bagpipers marched about throughout the day. Men outfitted in their finest kilts roamed the grounds while sheepdogs rounded-up all of the roaming sheep. There was Scottish music, food and crafts at every turn, and even Scottish clans – the theme of the day was that of a land so rich in cultural heritage that it was teeming at the Riverstone Farm. Rightly so it was, due to the fact that the original benefactor of Foxburg, Joseph Mickle Fox, was responsible for bringing the game of golf to Foxburg after enjoying it in St. Andrews, Scotland. So many years after he enjoyed the Scottish countryside, the Scottish countryside came to Foxburg. It was a day like no other Foxburg had ever seen. (more…)

A few days before July 24th, 2008 I had been trying to capture the “best view” of the old Foxburg Bridge that my modest Minolta Dimage Z1 would afford. Then I noticed this little flower planted among the bushes on the edge of the river. After assuming some awkward positions in an attempt to include the little flower within composure, I managed to take several shots from the perspective of someone who must have witnessed the Foxburg Bridge throughout the season leading to it’s end. (more…)