The garage door closed, the drag of melancholy left behind.
To The River in brilliant sunlight,
grey macadam before and after me,
by: Robert W. Daly
There is no place like home and for many, home is the Thousand Islands. Thomas K. Hunt, a poet, says this is where his ...
by: Susan W. Smith
[Editor’s Note: “Ode to a Friend” a tribute to the late John Russell. We at TI Life are honored to publish this and t]...
by: Daniel Gregory
A Short Haiku Primer:
Haiku is a very short form of Japanese poetry popularized by Matsuo Bashō (1644–1694), ...
by: Ronald Hammond
"I rowed out to sink a heap of trash gathered too long in a soggy box under our chipped
enameled sink..." thus begins Sinking Trash by David Lyttle
by: David Lyttle
I am in search of Mary “Molly” Brant, Mohawk woman of the American Revolution. Her journey once took her to Fort Haldima...
by: Judith F. Pearson
Part II of a two-part biography of Henry R. Heath, a pioneer promoter of the Thousand Islands. This is the second ...
by: Steven D. Glazer
Steve Adams’ Henderson Harbor
Exhausted from the endless haul, our car so hot and sticky.
The floor awash with cups a...
by: Steve Adams
A well-recognized structure among the islands is The Thousand Islands Bridge, operated by The Thousands Islands Bridge A...
by: Alan Lindsay
I love that place.
The way that the dock can stretch for miles upon miles
Until you reach the white capped river crashin...
by: Jennifer Brundage