He is a Labrador retriever and anyone who owns one will understand this. Harper, my dog, eats stuff. When it comes to what, he does not discriminate.
In the beginning, God formed a committee to discuss the status of earth. The committee met regularly for a few millennium before releasing its report, which concluded that the earth was "without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep."
The lake was frozen solid and there, in the center, was a pile of white duck feathers. I ran for the telescope and stood at the window to see if the ducks were moving at all; it was hard to tell. I panicked. Could I save them if they weren't already dead?
January may be a strange time to bring up the mint julep but maybe it makes a good forerunner to springtime and warmer weather.
On a recent Saturday morning an intrepid group of nature enthusiasts gathered on a strip of pavement at the eastern edge of Locafoma Lake in the Noxubee Wildlife Refuge. They had braved wind and sub-freezing temps in hopes of seeing the Refuge's resident eagles. They had not come in vain.
I dropped off a dozen cans of cat food to the Humane Society recently. I was checking on the work in an apartment to ready it for a new tenant when I found them.
A new year, but some things will always stay the same. Government inefficiency is one of them. It's always easy to waste someone else's money.
Last week I was asked to explain the origin of the old saying "The Lord be willing and the creek don't rise." There are several traditions about the origin of the phrase but one clearly sticks out in my mind.
In William Saroyan's short essay "Finlandia," he writes of going into a music store in Helsinki and asking the girl working there if she knows "Finlandia," the symphonic poem by the Finnish composer Jean Sibelius. Saroyan, then 27, had heard the piece five years earlier and had been haunted by it since. The girl finds the record and puts it on the turntable. She and the writer stand and listen to the music, both of them transfixed by its beauty. Afterward Saroyan asks the girl's English-speaking coworker if she knows the composer. She does and gives him a phone number.
Volunteer Starkville, it can be a call to action or it can be a non-profit organization. For my purposes it's both, and since we are fully into the New Year, let's revisit my resolution to actually get off my post-holiday widened rear and do actual volunteering.
The tiny little car pulled up to the steps of the state capitol building in Jackson Tuesday. The car door swung open and 174 legislators piled out to the strains of calliope music. Yes, the 2014 Mississippi Legislature is officially in session and lawmakers are eager to get down to the serious business of seeing how much nonsense they can inflict on us during the next three months.
The Mississippi Department of Education already assigns letter grades -- "A" to "F" -- to public schools and school districts. Why not close the loop and give each parent a grade, too? Maybe require a bumper sticker, too? That would be radical, too radical, really.
The Prairie house became a B&B throughout the holidays. Family members returned again and again, sheets and towels ran continually through the Maytag, decaf or high octane coffee was served with or without cream and sugar, and a continual flow of baked goods streamed in through the front door, compliments of the neighbors.
Each year, Oxford Dictionaries announces its "word of the year." This year, the word is "selfie," which is a photo someone takes of himself or herself, most often to post on social media sites such as Facebook or Instagram.
It is a simple question, and Mississippi Gov. Phil Bryant, got it wrong. Does the U.S. Constitution protect the rights of all citizens? Or do people who receive federal or state assistance forfeit those rights? Are they lesser citizens because of their need for help?
Monday, the Minnesota Vikings fired its football coach, which normally wouldn't be of much interest in Columbus except among the most fanatic of NFL fans.
There is a man who often mails books, and when the postal clerk asks the obligatory, "Is there anything hazardous or flammable in the package?" He answers, "Yes, words."
This New Year's Day arrives with a fair share of concerns: What will the Affordable Care Act do to health care? Will the economy improve? Will there ever be peace in the Middle East? As much as those issues worry people, they are nothing like the fears of people in the Tombigbee River Valley 200 years ago on January 1, 1814.
Now that Christmas is behind us, our thoughts naturally turn to the New Year and what it might hold.
Among the cards and letters that have arrived on my desk this Christmas season, I came across a curious correspondence I thought warranted a personal response. The subject matter is time sensitive, so I thought the most expedient way to answer would be through this column.
1. Ask Rufus: Down the Tombigbee LOCAL COLUMNS
3. Roses and thorns: 5/29/16 ROSES & THORNS
4. Voice of the people: Bobby Clardy LETTERS TO THE EDITOR (VOICE@CDISPATCH.COM)
5. Editorial Cartoons: 5/29/16 NATIONAL COLUMNS