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3 weeks ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Elisabeth Ward |Elizabeth Folwell |Annie Stoltie
Photograph by Nancie Battaglia “Something wonderful is happening here. The world is being changed,” Edward “Ted” Cornell says. The artist is talking trash: not in-your-face dissing, and not the stuff of yard sales, but the junk unworthy even of dragging to the dump. He’s talking wretched refuse dredged from the water during the Boquet River Association (BRASS) annual spring cleanup day Trashy Sculpture Contest.
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4 weeks ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Elizabeth Folwell |Annie Stoltie
by | April 2019, Home & Camp Maple TiramisuNo coffee-soaked ladyfingers or slices of poundcake in this light dessert. Use ramekins or pretty glasses. Makes 4 servings and can be doubled. 3/4 cup mascarpone 1/4 cup maple syrup1 cup granola4 tablespoons melted butter1 cup homemade applesauceCinnamon, maple nuts or fresh blackberries for garnishDIRECTIONS:Mix mascarpone and syrup.
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1 month ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie
by | April 2018, Recreation We were newbies in the Adirondacks—only here for a couple of years and, more importantly, just one winter. Tucked in our cove on Upper Saranac Lake, my husband, Michael, and I had no idea about frozen-lake adventures until one day when we saw tracks on the snow-covered ice.
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1 month ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie
Last spring, after months of deep freeze, the East Branch of the Ausable River still choked with ice, a neighbor caught a bobcat on his backyard trail cam. In the grainy footage, the creature saunters forward again and again on a seven-second loop, like those clips you see on the news that track the last movements of a missing person—or a criminal. A bobcat in Jay, with its rock ledges for dens, and meadows and woods for hunting, isn’t unusual.
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1 month ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie |Elizabeth Folwell |Niki Kourofsky
The best part of the photo contest? Getting a chance to see the park—and its people and critters—through a whole new set of lenses. This year we wanted to share the fun, so we invited Manuel Palacios, of Zone 3 Photography, to join in as a guest judge. He gravitated toward his grand-prize pick right away, noting that Nancy LaFountain-Blow’s Crisp Autumn Sunrise on Middle Pond “portrays a calm, fleeting moment in nature, inviting a sense of quiet reflection.
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2 months ago | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie |Elizabeth Folwell |Niki Kourofsky |Jane Mackintosh
Photograph courtesy of the Olympic Regional Development AuthorityLast year on a February afternoon, Danny Filippidis left Whiteface Mountain’s Mid-Station Lodge, clicked into his red Volkls and skied away. According to the Canadian Press, he’d told his friends, a group of fellow Toronto firefighters on their annual Adirondack ski trip, that he wanted to fetch his phone at the bottom of the mountain. And then he disappeared.
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Jan 10, 2025 | 
adirondacklife.com | Elizabeth Folwell |Niki Kourofsky |Jane Mackintosh |Annie Stoltie
Cherry Patch Pond photography by Johnathan Esper Light has remarkable, changeable qualities in the Adirondacks. In winter it can be pink, floating warmth over a chill landscape, or blue, tinting a blank canvas of snow to mirror an austere sky. In summer, light has depth and heft to it, a physical intensity that bears down like gravity or hauls a scene right into the viewer’s eyes and brain.
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Jan 9, 2025 | 
cottagelife.com | Annie Stoltie
Leona whines into my face. She knows I’ll crawl out of bed, step into my boots, bundle into my husband’s wool coat, and follow her outside. She’s a 40-pound contradiction—wants walks in the deep of night, stalks away when her name is called, and is not the Labrador retriever that the shelter promised, but a smooshed-face, bat-eared, snaggle-toothed mutt. But I love her. And now, as we walk into the night, the dark swallows her until my eyes adjust. It is mid-February and beyond cold.
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Dec 5, 2024 | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie |Tim Rowland |John McMahon
Photograph from iStockAs a young Jewish girl in Poland, Dana Fast’s non-religious, thoroughly assimilated family didn’t celebrate Hanukkah, even before Germany invaded the country in 1939. Still, they were forced into the horrid conditions of the Warsaw ghetto, as she recounts in her memoir, My Nine Lives, cowritten with her daughter, Yvona, and rereleased as Good in the Midst of Evil.
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Dec 4, 2024 | 
adirondacklife.com | Annie Stoltie |Tim Rowland |John McMahon |Erin Schumaker
Martha and Fred photograph from the Adirondack Experience Martha Rebentisch fell sick with the same disease that killed her mother. She dropped out of high school and left home in New York City to fight for her life at sanatoriums, where clean country air was the only hope for survival from tuberculosis, rampant at that time.
