The Fall looks to be an exciting season for the Mississippi University for Women. Unlike past years, there isn't much controversy surrounding MUW. The contentious proposals to merge the W with Mississippi State or to change its name are sidelined for now. The epic battle between past president Limbert and the alumni association, which climaxed when Limbert disassociated the university from the alumni association and started a new one, is over. After a herculean effort by Interim President Allegra Brigham, the united Alumni Association appears to be working well and focused on the W's future.
The moon vine in the backyard has entwined the empty chicken coop and is now launching an assault on the Mexican petunia next to it. The vine's large blooms are white and diaphanous, like tissues left on a make-up table in the dressing room of a Broadway star.
A recent trip to Young's DayCare brought back memories of my first book. Young's has a special place in my heart because of my daycare days, so being there always makes me a little nostalgic. What's more, my father and I were there to volunteer for the local affiliate of "First Books," a national organization dedicated to improving access to books for low-income children. Accordingly, the nostalgia reminded me of when I didn't like to read.
I wandered over to the pool this weekend looking for relief from the heat. But as I looked into the deep end and contemplated the cold shock that would accompany my leap into the water, I noticed a bright yellow tulip poplar leaf floating on the surface.
I am most sure you all have a good many friends. We all have friends that live down the street, across town and yes, some that have moved. When my friends from the "big" cities come home and ask, "How do you stay here?" I just have to say, "Well, my roots run deep, deep as the tree roots down College Street." I guess I do admire those that have pulled up and moved on to bigger places and I often wonder at the sights they must see and the things they must be doing. However, I am a Columbus girl for some 60 years and in a week, 61 years, so I guess I will just stay and enjoy my old familiar ways.
Trying to get information from a government agency can feel like being stuck in a maze that doesn't have an exit. First, there's the struggle to get someone to answer the phone. Even if the agency is supposed to be open, your call may strangely go unanswered.
Last week a photographer emailed me a picture he'd taken of the folk artist L.V. Hull of Kosciusko.
Tyrold Weston is about business. After more than 18 years of military service, including stints in the Navy and Army and tours in South Korea, Haiti, and Iraq, Tyrold retired from the military and moved home to start his first business: G.I. Hot Wings.
At 2 a.m. the cats are perched on the backyard grass like proud lions waiting to be photographed. When the dew begins to form, they will drift over to the pine mulch of the flower beds and lie on their backs among the black-eyed Susans.
If you watch politics closely and study the candidates with care, you walk through the entrance to the polling station with eagerness to cast your vote. Yet, even before marking the first ballot, a voter confronts the head-scratching dilemma of deciding which primary ballot to pick up. There are two tables, but you can only go to one.
You are expected to have a phone on your person at all times; if not a phone, then you should have an answering machine or caller ID. If you miss a call, people get mad. If you don't call them back, they get mad. Sometimes you're not home; you're working, in the garden, in the bathroom, simply not available.
I read in Wednesday's Dispatch the Postal Service was considering closing the downtown Columbus post office. Beside the practical inconvenience, such a move would vacate a building on the National Register of Historic Places and end a 191-year stretch for the Main Street staple.
For the past two months a lot of people have spent a lot of time, energy and money trying to convince you to give them a four-year job. On Tuesday, they'll find out how convincing they've been.
1. Possumhaw: Chiggers, mosquitoes, ants, oh my LOCAL COLUMNS
3. Voice of the people: Cameron Triplett LETTERS TO THE EDITOR (VOICE@CDISPATCH.COM)
4. Voice of the people: Nancy Randolph Hoffmann LETTERS TO THE EDITOR (VOICE@CDISPATCH.COM)