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.
Some women find themselves in angst over whether to bid farewell to those long tresses, but not Kim Arnold. No, ma'am, indeed!
When my family moved to Columbus shortly before World War II, we rented a little house on Second Avenue North, before we could build one. We lived there two years, then moved to the house I lived in until I married.
A dizzying array of new plants for the home landscape and garden are promoted every year, and several of them originated along our roadsides and ditches.
This is an exciting time of year for the hundreds of grads in the Golden Triangl
Broadway Nite, Chinatown, Central Park -- the mention of such things might lead you to believe I'm reminiscing about a recent getaway to New York City.
Most of us only get one human mother. We also call the Earth "our mother."
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