Perfection is really elusive. Sure, we all want perfect - the perfect body, the perfect smile, the perfect house - and sometimes, we have those moments of perfect, even briefly.
It had been four months since Granny had passed. Not a day had gone by that I hadn't thought of her.
Knowing when to prune different species of plants is a skill that many gardeners fail to grasp. Many plants have an optimal time or season when pruning should be done.
I had signed my child up for swimming lessons before, several years ago. The first day, he loved it, splashing around in the water, making new friends.
My path was crossed the other day by someone I had not seen in a while, and thankfully so.
Summer is a hot time for weed control issues.
Carpenter ants are the largest species of pest ants found in Georgia. They get the name from their habit of chewing wood to create nesting sites. Carpenter ants do not eat wood, they simply excavate cavities in trees and wood products for nesting galleries. These ants can be a nuisance in and around the home because of their large size and sheer numbers.
Unlike the masses who started prepping for swimsuit season shortly after the last Cadbury egg or Peep was eaten, I have decided to start integrating an exercise routine.
One of the challenges of raising a child is having to explain the behavior and actions of celebrities. Sure, we can try to shield them from things on TV, but things are a lot different than when I was growing up.
I heard someone make a comment the other day, a comment that made me cringe inwardly and outwardly as an involuntarily response.
One of my favorite foods from summer gardens is sweet corn. Sweet corn is fairly easy to grow, but many people encounter the frustration of finding corn earworm damage in their fresh produce.
I didn't know my father very well, which really means, I didn't know him.
I didn't know Maya Angelou personally, but through her writing, her quotes that I loved and saved like cherished heirlooms, I felt like I knew her.
I am unashamedly, proudly a child of the '80s. Life was good then. Almost blissful, in its simpler times.
I have received several calls in the past week dealing with roses.
"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.