Some of the most familiar faces seen in Mississippi during the summer are found in our gardens. Most gardeners across the state recognize the yellow petals and dark centers of black-eyed Susans.
This has been a flag-waving week. We celebrated the signing of the Declaration of Independence over 300 years ago, and the 50th anniversary of the signing of the 1964 Civil Rights Act. Both are very good reasons to eat hot dogs and drink beer.
I have been away for a while, and I have to say coming home in time for the recent Fourth of July takes on special meaning.
I believe it was on an airplane a few years ago that I first met humorist David Sedaris. Well, I didn't meet him exactly, but it sure felt like I did.
Mississippi has a long history of independent thinking. Our individualism dates back 200 years or more. We resent being told how to run our lives -- especially by the Federal Government.
Most people I know like to celebrate our nation's birthday with fireworks, and gardening and fireworks have something in common.
One of the many things my mama and I did to pass the days of my childhood was to meticulously pry open sunflower seeds, licking the salt off the shell first, more often than not sitting side-by-side on her porch swing.
Summer is a magical time for children. They get a vacation from school that seems almost endless. There is nothing to do except have fun. What a luxury it must be to find infinite ways of amusing themselves.
Last week Karen and I attended the annual meeting of the Mississippi Heritage Trust in Tupelo. Our house, the Ole Homestead, received the 2014 Trudy Allen Award for residential restoration in Mississippi.
I knew three things with certainty moments after my four-o'clock flew into the salon sideways in a minivan.
Now that the truly hot days of summer have arrived, vitex is ready to show its colors. This is one of the few plants that make Mississippi gardeners and nongardeners alike stop and take notice.
This week, Chris and I attended a party celebrating the marriage of our dear friends, Meagan and Clare. They had a romantic destination wedding, saying their vows under a vine-covered gazebo in New York's Central Park.
I adore magnolias. There's just something magical about the purity of those delicate blooms peeking from the backyard tree through the library windows at me while I write.
Last month, I wrote about getting mom the perfect Mother's Day rose. With Father's Day just a couple of weeks away, it's gift time again.
The Internet is blazing with videos of a group of gun enthusiasts flaunting some high-powered firearms at a Texas Jack In The Box.
The original "Gerber Baby," Ann Turner Cook, just turned 85 and is a great-grandmother.
You can hardly miss the yellow flowers of Coreopsis lanceolata along highways in the summer, so it's easy to see why this is the state wildflower of Mississippi.
There may never be in my life a time when I set any kind of record; but, if there were, it would probably be last week.
Marriages, and relationships of any sort, find ways to co-exist.
Splash! Grandson Jackson began summer on Monday by jumping into a pool for his inaugural dip. Memorial Day weekend is over and fun and sun have officially begun.