If you are in search of Mike’s Art Truck roaming the streets of Hillsborough, don’t necessarily look for vehicle on four wheels. “The truck is imaginary and it is driven by a deceased cat, known as Mike,” says Karen Mack of Mike’s Art Truck.
Not since the multiplication of the loaves and fishes near the Sea of Galilee has there been creativity as miraculous as that of the Keystone XL pipeline. It has not yet been built but already is perhaps the most constructive infrastructure project since the Interstate Highway System.
Three years ago Kristal Cloer, along with her friend Kayli Hibbard, established Farm and Filigree as a means to further connect a friendship, grow their vision of vintage wedding settings and to serve as an outlet to exercise a life of observing the sanctity and styles of marriage.
It’s been a very rewarding and moving year in bringing features of people and subjects that impact Hillsborough and northern Orange County. When I began this journey I did not appreciate how unexpectedly humbled I would be upon meeting strangers who would later be known as friends.
Inside the middle bay of the once-upon-a-time service station at 212 North Churton Street, between Tryon and Queen streets, Tricia Arriagada, is training a client to be more physically fit.
Civic leader Ruth Dzau was recently awarded the Duke Energy Citizenship and Service Award, which pays tribute to individuals who have made a profound impact on the lives of citizens through exemplary service.
Outdoorsman says autumn is the season for slowing down.
There are nuts and bolts to tighten and sights to bring true and new hands are learning new ways, and sometimes mistakes teach the best lessons.
A good fishing shirt adds to the experience
The pond is calm, and the infant-like propulsion of an old, scarred boat creates an occasional tickle upon this vessel, and the movement of ripples spreads far and away and they soon become part of this pond that is calm.
The mayor of Hillsborough doesn’t need to wear the derby hat or the off-white hat with the black stripe to be recognized as mayor of this gem of a southern town. More noticeable is his enthusiasm for leading a community of goodness.
A messed up molar couldn't stop the trip that finally landed a marlin
It began raining at 2 a.m. He heard it and felt it and sensed it and the thunder pounded his senses and the lightning offered him a flash of vision. He waited and stirred and when the rains became light, his feet were left bare and his pant legs rolled above his ankles and the spinning rod became soft in his hand.