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Better known as “Doc,” C. Gorham Phillips has just finished a commission to provide three needlepointed cushions for the front of the main altar of England’s most renowned church, Westminster Abbey.

Cool and serene is the immediate impression.

After a 40-year career at the Press Journal, you might expect that John J. Schumann Jr. would be happy to consider himself retired. But Schumann doesn’t like the word; the term he prefers is “redirected.”

On February 2, McKee Botanical Garden and the Indian River Land Trust made local history by placing a conservation easement on the 20-acre Garden.

A year ago, if you had asked Bill Glavin what Habitat for Humanity was all about, he would have told you what most of us already know — that it’s a non-profit ecumenical Christian ministry dedicated to building decent, affordable homes for those in need.

I hear it all over town: “The only time I eat fish is when I go to a restaurant;” “Every time I cook fish it’s a disaster;” “Fish is too difficult to cook.”

There is, perhaps, no greater marriage between art and science than in the field of bonsai.

For the lucky ones, curiosity, a passion for learning and a sense of adventure are lifetime blessings that can take them far from home and open up grand new worlds.

“We had come very suddenly indeed, at the physician’s insistence, seeking a life for our 5-year-old girl. We carried her much of the way on a stretcher. We were glad to step out into deep, yielding sand when, after five days and nights in a dusty, smoky coach, the little train stopped at the St. Lucie flag stop.”

With his airboat powered by a 496-horsepower Chevy engine, Robert Montuoro drives his passengers out of the water and right up onto the grassy bank at the Blue Cypress Recreation Area.

Falling in love with Vero Beach has always been easy to do.

On a lovely summer day at Pumpkin Ridge Golf Club in North Ridge, Oregon, in what was supposed to be the final round of the U.S. Women’s Open Championship, the unexpected occurred.

No queen of Broadway has reigned longer than Bernadette Peters.

Honore McNamee and Joan Rieck are all smiles as they welcome visitors to the Manatee Observation and Education Center in downtown Fort Pierce.

Chicago had its cows, Vero Beach has its turtles.

When the 2:05 p.m. bell rings at Vero Beach High School, students swarm to cars, buses, club meetings and sports activities.

Joe Idlette still recalls how his father, Joe Nathan Idlette, would tell him that when he first arrived in Vero Beach in 1923, a bell would ring every night at 9 p.m.

While some may proclaim the crape myrtle as a plant for all seasons, others would strongly disagree.

On April 12, a visitor to the Harbor Branch Oceanographic Institution in Fort Pierce would have witnessed a scene that had little to do with ocean research but a great deal to do with the security of Central Florida.

Rita Chanfrau has the luxury of time to do what every would-be gourmet cook wants to do. She has organized her recipes.