The green heron stood on the dock with its two short twig-like yellow legs. Usually the screen door opens and he takes flight immediately.
Last year's announced plans for a Columbus children's museum in the old Elks Club Building and the city's demolition of the Gilmer Inn focuses attention on one of Columbus' most historic city blocks.
"MSMS is a high school. But it is probably very different than the high school you attend right now." Themsms.org As an alumna of the Mississippi School for Mathematics and Science, I can wholeheartedly attest to this.
Each April, when the Mississippi legislature ends its session, the furor over new legislation generally drifts away and most Mississippians never really feel the consequences of those new laws in any meaningful way.
Sam and I went to see Prairie neighbors Nick and Eleanor Hairston's granddaughter Reed's school musical where she belted out the "Hero" song. I've been thinking about that song ever since.
The three of us had started school together at Demonstration School more years ago than we would care to admit. This was a journey we had always wanted to make.
It is the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend and the campground at DeWayne Hayes Recreation Center is filled to capacity. All 100 campsites are occupied, some elaborately so, with enormous campers, adorned with flags, personalized signs, even satellite dishes.
Up until recently the only reference that bingo conjured up for me was the simple little ditty about the farmer's dog: "and B.I.N.G.O. was his name O." Not so any more.
I received a nice letter from Donna Barksdale asking me to contribute to a new online Mississippi news service called Mississippi Today.
It ain't easy getting old. First off, it's terribly time-consuming.
On the first Saturday in May, Louisville, Kentucky, is home to "The Run for the Roses." On the third Saturday in May, Columbus is home to the "Run of the Noses."
The doctor warned our cholesterol levels were rising, not dangerously so, but rising. No medicines were required, but paying closer attention to our eating habits was advised.
Of the 174 members of the Legislature, I wonder just how many of them ever drove just a few miles South of the Capitol at Jackson to actually visit the Whitfield State Hospital for the mentally ill.
Omar is having trouble with his bees; they're not producing honey. This according to Rashita, the woman who manages the inn where I am staying.
As much as I give well-deserved but unmitigated grief to members of the Starkville Board of Aldermen, in the interest of fairness, I must also give a thumbs up to them for their support of a game-changing move for the city's future.
Now that youth league baseball and softball have started, an old, predictable debate again emerges about the purpose of youth sports and what it says about modern society.
'Tis the season for creeping vines waiting to bring forth untold misery to the gentle gardener.
A woman in our group wonders aloud if the birds were singing when the air was filled with ash. I walk over to the fence and balance my recorder on the rusting strands of barbed wire.
There are arguably two examples of successful economic development park projects in Starkville.
Although there are some movies that capture the essence of what it means to be a newspaper journalist, no film has managed to capture the day-to-day reality of the job.
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