About 30 students are traveling on the reading railroad at Mississippi University for Women this summer.
Two pretty, young ladies wait in a hushed hallway in the Mississippi University for Women Culinary Arts Institute Friday afternoon. Nervous energy bubbles beneath the surface. They carefully look over their cart one more time to be sure nothing essential has been forgotten. Egg whites, sugar, half-and-half, mixing bowls — all there.
The ancient Egyptians hardly knew how influential they would be when they put up obelisks. Pyramids are, of course, more impressive, but if you build a pyramid, it is going to stay where you put it no matter what. Obelisks may weigh hundreds of tons, but they are still to some extent portable, and they have been exported, to various world capitals for various reasons.
Elephants are among the first exotic animals of which kids have some knowledge. Every Noah’s Ark set has a pair, and children are able to draw elephants almost as soon as they can draw any recognizable animal. We love Babar and we love Horton. But most westerners see real elephants only in zoos and circuses, where they are among the favorite attractions.
I began taking an interest in hot cars when my bicycle lost its appeal with the girls in my class, somewhere around the age of 12.
The Wicker Center at Mississippi University for Women and the Columbus-Lowndes Public Library will host a series of reading workshops for parents at the Columbus, Crawford and Artesia libraries.
Summer has arrived with a vengeance. The air hangs heavily. Chris goes into the backyard to gather beans and cucumbers, and returns exhausted, breathless. A voluminous humidity clings to our skin like a fog, seeping deeply into each pore. And, like a cranky house guest, she stays much too long. We know it will be many months before this visitor packs her bags and moves on.
The Columbus-Lowndes Humane Society reached one of its current goals recently by raising the funds necessary to purchase new food and water bowls for all of the animal shelter’s kennels.
Steven Garner dons a smudged apron and settles at the potter’s wheel to center and shape another piece of a dream-come-true. This time, it’s a graceful bowl, to complete a set of three lipped nesting bowls destined to become a conversation-starter in someone’s kitchen. For Steven and his wife, Beverly, each completed piece inches them closer to officially opening Three Oaks Pottery, a vision they’ve nurtured for years.
The Bernard Romans Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution paid tribute to deceased members in memorial ceremonies at Friendship Cemetery May 30.
It’s been recorded that the ancient Greeks crowned their heroes with dill and laurel. Mint was credited by long-ago civilizations with mystical powers to neutralize the “evil eye.” Yes, man’s fascination with medicinal, ornamental and aromatic herbs can be traced through the ages, surfacing in romance, religion, food, health and superstition.
These early summer evenings are punctuated with the small, bright flashes of fireflies. From my porch we exclaim at every sighting. “There’s one! I just saw one!” You’d think there was a reward for the most observed in a single night.
Danielle Morales clearly remembers her pounding heartbeat during the recent Caledonia High School senior awards banquet.
If there is such a thing as a “good problem,” outgrowing your worship facility might be one of them. The Columbus Christian Center is experiencing those growing pangs and looking forward with excitement to a new building to be erected on a 21-acre plot on Highway 182 East, past the New Hope Road turn-off.
Under a huge, spreading oak in East Columbus, Roosevelt Davis listens to the wood ... the cedar, bois d’arc and oak limbs and trunks he and his nephew, Tarvars Davis, have salvaged from the woods along rural country roads.
Will miracles never cease? We boiled our first garden-grown potato recently! Only one, and I undercooked it, so we could only nibble it to be sure it was edible. How exciting. Well, it is for us, anyway.
The sweet smell of pastries and soothing aroma of tomato soup filled the air last week at the Mississippi University for Women’s Shattuck Hall as camouflage-clad members of the Mississippi National Guard scrambled to hone their culinary skills.
A fad for deregulation hit our country in the mid-1980s, and whether you think this was a good thing or a bad thing, it inarguably brought us late-night advertisements for the miracle Food Dehydrator, the Ronco Automatic Pasta Maker, spray-on-hair for balding persons, the Snuggie and colon cleanse based on Biblical principles.
Columbus seems encircled by celebration these days. Weddings, graduations, major events of all sorts call for an acknowledgement and a toast before moving on to the next chapter, the next goal. It’s always fun to help friends honor a joyful moment. Too often we meet at funerals or in times of tragedy.
For years, Performing Arts Director Dawn Barham harbored the idea of hitting the road — or, more specifically, the blues trail — with her band and choral students from the Mississippi School for Mathematics and Science in Columbus. That vision became reality a few months ago when Barham, history instructor Julie Heintz and 50-plus excited teens struck out for the fertile Delta to tap into the rich roots of America’s indigenous music at selected sites along the Mississippi Blues Commission’s official Blues Trail.
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