Angels are all around us. They flutter in stained glass windows, of course, and in cemeteries, but little ones shoot arrows into hearts, especially around Valentine’s Day, and they show up in movies like “It’s a Wonderful Life” or “Wings of Desire.” Something like 70 percent of Americans believe in real angels, not just the one shown in art, and they believe that angels are busy doing things and helping us along.
Recent TV ads informed me that Ringling Brothers-Barnum and Bailey Circus was performing in Tupelo. I remembered the last time I went to a local circus, when our children were small. I vowed I’d never, never, no never, go again.
Shampoo. Rinse. Repeat. It might seem trivial to explore shampoo, to dive deeper into such a staple in the daily routines of sanitary personal care, but with all the shampoos on the shelves today, I deem it essential to elaborate on the subject.
Good news and bad news at the Bardwell’s. The bilge pump stopped working on the fishing boat, and that was the good news. Working on the pump revealed the boat was taking on water, a lot of water, maybe 20 gallons or so. That was the bad news. Sam emptied the water and looked for the breach.
“Bridge” is a versatile word, a chameleon. It can be a noun, or a verb, or even a complicated card game.
Everyone imagines that they can write. We have often heard someone say, “I have a book in me.” Seldom does that book ever emerge.
Some of you may have noticed that I have been absent over the last few weeks. I have had writer’s block. I called on a friend of mine who writes and edits for a living. He gave me hope. He confessed that he, too, suffers from this malady once in a while.
Driving to Tupelo, I was excited about going to see columnist Rheta Grimsley Johnson. “The Enchanted Barbie and the Second Coming” has just come out, and Rheta is on the publicity circuit.
It may well have happened to you.
A reader has asked about the old Plymouth settlement on the West Bank of the Columbus Lock and Dam.
Spring has arrived right on time, as the calendar and daytime temperatures reassure us. Redbud and saucer magnolia blooms are fading and dogwoods are showing their true colors. Here are a few tips to help you and your landscape be prepared for the coming season.
Columbus is filled with pilgrims these days. They wear “comfy” shoes and cameras around their necks, and expressions of awe. These are time travelers, truly aware that they have arrived in a very special land, so distant from everyday reality.
Somewhere along the way of trying to get educated, I think some teacher told me that many, if not most, nursery rhymes of our childhood were actually thinly veiled political comments.
I love these seven words from our memories that are hardly used unless you have been lucky enough to eavesdrop on a conversation between two or three Southern belles from another time. Old in wisdom, but young at heart, these women’s mothers rode in carriages along brick city streets. Listen up, because the words these matriarchs in tweed suits, pearls and arched brows drop are the ones too special to be forgotten.
Finally, spring! After such a difficult winter, it seems the world is filled with promise and truly ready for rebirth.
Webster’s Dictionary defines “foundation” as “an institution supported by an endowment or an undergarment worn to shape the contours of the body.” But women near and far know the foundation I speak of will be that flesh-toned cosmetic we just can’t live without. It is used to even out the complexion and, quite frankly, is where all makeup begins.
During World War II my dad purchased a small silver case in India. One side has a crude etching of India-Bombay, Delhi and Calcutta, the Taj Mahal on the other side. Dad was well known for buying crafts from neighborhood children; they flocked to our door with their wares. Dad certainly would have purchased a small silver case from a street child. I wonder about that child.
Spring has arrived with its vivid display of color and that has brought a question. Which of our common flowers are native to this area? That is not a question I can address from the view of a botanist, but I can address it as a historian. There are a number of early accounts that describe the flora of the Golden Triangle.
The Black Death struck Europe in the 14th century, killing hundreds of millions of people.
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