Nothing lasts forever — not summer, not ice cream. All we can do is hold onto the memories.
by Alan Hodge
Big or small, shallow or deep — in North Carolina, a lake is just a stone’s skip away
This is North Carolina
We Live Here
There’s a rhythm in the history of this Gaston County city, and chic restaurants and shops are creating an infectious new beat.
Sam Bellamy grew up tending to the animals on his family’s farm in Brunswick County, but it’s his passion for nurturing plants — and people — that has flourished.
Amenities at RiverPark at Cooleemee Falls may be new, but fun at The Bullhole goes back a ways at this gathering place on the South Yadkin River.
At her gallery on Hatteras Island, Kimmie Robertson spotlights a sea of Outer Banks artists.
Recipes: Melon Medley
by Lynn Wells
A late summer hurricane slams the Outer Banks, leaving a path of destruction like nothing North Carolina’s coast has ever seen before.
One afternoon in 1955, six black men played golf on a whites-only course. What happened next pushed Greensboro toward integration and turned a local dentist into a civil rights icon.
Some places stay with you forever — especially the ones that offer a cool escape on a sunny day, and happiness in a cup or cone. Ice cream parlors, dairy bars, and creameries across the state serve up more than sundaes and banana splits — they’re places of pure joy.
The Lakes Issue
The mountains and the sea may bookend our state, but the story in between is all about our lakes: cool, calm, and always nearby, just waiting for the fishing trips and cannonballs that make summer complete.
A wartime tragedy became lake lore in Stanly County. Setting the record straight, easing the heartbreak, and putting rumors to rest has taken more than 75 years — and counting.
With his family’s new restaurant, Hello, Sailor, Chef Joe Kindred hopes to reclaim a cherished childhood on Lake Norman — one salt-and-pepper catfish and fried bologna sandwich at a time.
The modest homes anchored in coves on Fontana Lake redefine what it means to live on the water. So when this singular community faced the real possibility of eviction, folks joined forces to keep afloat.
When the United States needed a power source for nuclear weapons research, it turned to the mountains of North Carolina. The only thing that stood in the government’s way: the people living there.
by Katie King
As the sun begins its leisurely dip into High Rock Lake, so do the lake dwellers of Lexington. On Thursday evenings, they tie their boats together for a floating block party.
The dog days of summer could be spent inside with air-conditioning — or you could fill them with mountain music, watermelon festivals, and seaside dancing.