Silver tinsel has always held a special place in my heart.
I don't keep it a secret that I think pansies are the perfect plants for cool-season annual beds.
Mama had a way about her, and she had a captive audience with her little boy in the front row of the Mary Lou Show. Maybe it wasn't at Radio City Music Hall, and she couldn't do a high kick like the famed Rockettes, but it was all pretty spectacular to me.
The snapdragon is a longtime favorite flower of mine for the cool-season landscape.
Thanksgiving approaches. We have had an official national day of thanksgiving ever since Abraham Lincoln's administration.
Disney princesses give us all something to aspire to with their beautiful hair.
The beautiful things that make me pause for a few moments to give thanks, not just on Thanksgiving Day, but most every day, almost always begin and end with women.
Through the year, I get quite a few questions concerning landscape issues, plant care and plant identification.
What is it about some perfectly nice people that gives them an affinity for alligators?
Last weekend, the thermometer in my garden got down to the low 30s and left me wondering if I've seen the last of my tomatoes and peppers.
Many Southerners (in general) and Mississippians (in particular) base their new plant selections on the annual recommendations from the Mississippi Medallion Selection Committee.
One of my favorite toys as a child was my Crayola Caddy.
Everyone loves to sparkle; well, almost everyone.
When Trudy Gildea had barely moved to Columbus from New York State, she went uptown to Alford's Drug Store, bought a copy of The New York Times, took it home and began combing the want ads for jobs in New York.
Gardens and landscapes work really hard to give us so much beauty and bounty, so sometimes it's nice for gardeners to give something back to the earth.
Last weekend I put on my Nike sneakers and sunblock to enjoy and to battle the Mississippi State Fair with my great-niece. It was hot!
Let's face it. Social media, especially Facebook, has changed the way we do almost everything.
When people drive by Lola Atkins's house in Columbus, they usually slow down.
Nothing says fall quite like a spice cake, and my mama's homemade recipe was my favorite.