I love colored lights, and not only the newer variety, but also the old-fashioned kind with big bright bulbs on what seem like endless strands of enchantment. Green, blue and red, twinkling, flashing or burning steadfast through a winter's window or framing the mantle of a crackling fire, I love them in all their configurations.
The Compassionate Friends of the Golden Triangle invite families who have lost a child or grandchild to an area-wide candlelighting service of remembrance Sunday, Dec. 9, at West Point's First Presbyterian Church.
This month, some kids have visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads, and others dream of finding a new furry, four-legged family member under the tree.
My new book, "Columbus Chronicles, Tales of East Mississippi," came out a little over a week ago and I have had a whole slew of people ask me about the cover picture.
As the days inch closer to Christmas each December, my husband and I know we're going to hear a knock on the door one evening. It will be a neighboring family, from down the road. They'll bring us gifts of Christmas carols and a delicious assortment of homemade goodies from their kitchen.
The problem with buttermilk is there isn't a lot of "real" buttermilk around.
Of all the many green vegetables available to us, we tend to be profoundly lacking inspiration when it comes to selecting one for holidays.
At 5:30 a.m. on cold, dark November mornings, most teenagers are still snug in their beds, with visions of school tests or holidays ahead. But at the greenhouses of Palmer Home for Children in Columbus, something is stirring, and it's not the Christmas mice.
One big holiday is over. I suppose we are all thankful for that.
Not all stores have consumer-friendly return policies, so be a savvy shopper this holiday season and read the fine print when purchasing gifts.
The Golden Triangle is within easy traveling distance of some of the best entertainment in the South. Support arts and entertainment at home, and when you're on the road, these might pique your interest.
If you haven't started planting your winter color, rest assured that it's not too late.
In the year since master guitarist Stephanie Jackson moved to Mississippi from Oklahoma City, Okla., she has come to be charmed by the smaller cities of the Golden Triangle, her new home.
Thanksgiving has passed and the holiday season is upon us. You may have noticed this by the tightening of your waistline. As we say in our home, there is no such thing as too much dessert. Anyway, now it is time to begin with our holiday decorations.
Perhaps it's those little chocolate silver bells that my brother and I would stuff into our pockets as tiny boys, or the glistening silver tinsel with which Mama dressed our childhood tree for the holidays. Maybe it's just this time of year, but it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas to me.
Joe Lee, a Brandon resident who grew up in Starkville and graduated from Mississippi State University, will sign copies of his latest suspense thriller, "Last Chance Texaco" (Dogwood Press, 2012), at Books A Million of Columbus at 11 a.m. Friday.
It seemed like a tall order. I wanted an edible gift that was fast and easy to make, inexpensive, wouldn't spoil or need to be refrigerated, and that kids could be involved in.
The big day is tomorrow. In many homes, the dining table's extra leaves are being inserted and more chairs rounded up from outlying rooms. Silverware is being cleaned, serving dishes lined up, and Thanksgiving meals are in the making. This holiday, more than any other, celebrates food as a focal point that draws us together. Yep, tomorrow the eating will be good.