Eleanor Scott

The most awe-inspiring buildings I’ve been in were churches.

Following up on Noonie's bus stop, the South Knox rope swing, and swimming at Fort Dickerson Quarry Lake.

I’ve been interested for a while about pinning down exactly what gentrification means, and my last column—a definition and general overview of gentrification—was the result.

Gentrification. In the past month, I’ve seen the concept defended on a local Internet forum, heard it derided in front-porch gabfests, and seen it awkwardly danced around in community meetings.

The cops say it is not our imagination. The past few months have seen a marked increase in armed home invasions, drive-by shootings, and murders, mostly in East Knoxville. In the violence, one pattern has emerged.

Knoxville was one of the finalists in the Bloomberg Philanthropies’ Mayor’s Challenge with a multi-faceted plan for an “Urban Food Corridor” to increase access to healthy food, reuse abandoned lots, and create local food-industry jobs. It didn’t win the grant, ...

Why is there a square of daffodils peeking through the crispy brown kudzu off Alcoa Highway?

Spring is coming. In March a new queen will be born. Even now, she’s curled in her queen cup, small and larval-white, floating in a bath of royal jelly. Soon, the workers will cap her cell with wax. When she’s ...

“I’m an advocate for trees,” says Kasey Krouse, “that is, the right tree in the right place.”

The house around the corner from mine needs a lot of love. Or to be put out of its misery.