I am on my soapbox today.
Like the weather, the past couple of weeks have been a time of contrasts, like a pendulum swinging between bad news and good, which, fortunately, means that much of the time it is at neither extreme.
Arbor Day will be Feb. 20, and now is an excellent time to plant trees.
I didn't get to watch the inauguration of President Barack Obama until they replayed it on cable.
This column was meant to be written for last week's paper, but before that happened, I decided to go south for a few days in search of warmer weather.
As I write this, we are in the midst of moving.
A few times each year I get the question of what to plant over septic leach field.
When my time comes, stuff me. There are a lot of people who are troubled by the prospects of their own death.
One thing we have in Dawson County is hard, red clay.
The federal government spends a lot of time on labels.
The old adage of "you get what you pay for" is an important consideration when buying apple trees. Often, "bargain plants" are not healthy or may not be a variety adapted to your area. Buy only trees of recommended varieties from a reliable source.
I believe the most popular fruit bearing plant is blueberries.
I remember going to Walt Disney World not long after it opened. There was just the Magic Kingdom and that was it.
I should probably add to that title, "and other evidence of looming senility."
Christmas is a time when children want to see deer, especially if they are pulling a sled full of toys.
"I love you more" has been an ongoing thing between my son and me.
Last Saturday while the Bulldog nation sweated out a 35-32 victory over the Tennessee Volunteers that should not have been as hard as our scholar-athletes made it, former head football coach and athletic director Vince Dooley's first team at UGA was recognized on the occasion of its 50th anniversary. As nice as that was, more - much more - needs to be done to honor the legendary Hall of Fame coach.
There's been so much disturbing news lately that I thought I'd share a couple of different "bits." They both came from forwarded emails, so perhaps you have seen them, but they bear repeating.
If I am being honest, there's more times than I count that things don't go my way.
It seems like summer is slowly beginning to turn to fall. Some vegetable gardens may still be producing well, but others are beginning to wind down for the season. For those of us whose gardens have given up, consider planting a cover crop this fall to improve your vegetable garden next summer.
September is not only the full-fledged beginning of the new school year, it is also start-up time for organization activities that have filled many planning hours during the "dormant" days of July and August.
According to Mama, I am not a grown up yet. I do not have a full appreciation of country music and until I do, I cannot be deemed a grown up.
I am not sure what started the discussion but I was in trouble - big, big trouble.
Part of the joys of homeschooling is seeing my child's face light up during our discussions, the animated way he gets excited and can sit and talk about certain subjects for 45 minutes - which he said he didn't have the opportunity to do before. The heartbreak is hearing my child's fears of failure.
In college statistics, I realized the Evan Esar's quote that "statistics is the science of producing unreliable facts from reliable figures" was true. They taught my class how to go to extremes with the science of figures. The point was to understand that everything has a counter point.
When you live in a small town, people know you. When you have the privilege of living in a small town in the mountains, people know your dogs, too.
I never thought I would be one to homeschool my child.
Not many people nowadays are familiar with whole milk, in which the richest part does indeed rise to the top of the container.
Marriage has got some pretty bad statistics associated with it. I read something that said the divorce rate percentages were now closer to 60/40 split instead of 50/50.
Have you noticed trees containing unsightly, light-grey webs towards the ends of their branches? These webs contain the fall webworm, a perennial pest of several trees all across North America.