Public records connect a $35.5 million federal lease in Newburgh to DHS and ICE, but the building’s exact mission, capacity, opening date and local impact remain unexplained.

After April’s freeze damaged Hudson Valley orchards and vineyards, federal disaster status opened emergency loans, not automatic grants.

A Quiet Place Part III is filming in Durham, bringing John Krasinski’s blockbuster horror franchise back to the Hudson Valley.

A reopened wastewater permit comment period concerns one narrow change: whether the Total Dissolved Solids limit should be 510 milligrams per liter instead of 500. Comments are due July 31.

A young red-tailed hawk was found wobbling beside a Greene County road. A sheriff’s ride and an extraordinary wildlife rescue network gave him another chance.

Cement built a community beside the Hudson. Nuclear power nearly remade it. Coal, waste and redevelopment plans followed—all while residents kept building lives on land outsiders kept trying to redefine.

Historic rainfall has triggered flash flooding, evacuations, water rescues, road closures and power outages across parts of Columbia, Greene and the greater Hudson Valley. Here is what residents need to know now.

NOT BIGFOOT. WORSE. A local's dispatch from the strangest corner of Dutchess County I've lived in this valley long enough to know a few things for certain: the leaves turn in mid-October, the Thruway will always be under construction, and somewhere between the Taconics and the Catskills, there is always — always — a Bigfoot story developing. This week's installment comes out of Pine Plains, and I'll be honest with you: I expected the usual blurry-shape-in-the-woods routine. W

I've lived in Woodstock for going on twenty years, long enough to know that when somebody says "there's trouble at The Barn," they don't mean the goats got loose. They mean The Barn — Levon Helm's barn, the one on Plochmann Lane, the one where a half-blind, half-deaf, throat-cancer-ravaged drummer from Turkey Scratch, Arkansas rebuilt his entire life out of plywood, faith, and Sunday night gospel harmonies. I've sat on those bleachers. I've felt that floor shake. And I never