I often get asked when the best time to plant is. Of course, the answer varies from plant to plant, but as a general rule, late-winter and early-spring are the best planting times for most.
This timing gives the new plants time to build a strong root system before the harsh heat of summer sets in. This also happens to coincide with sunny days and warmer temperatures that drive gardeners back outside for a new season.
Each spring, many homeowners in Georgia discover dead, brown foliage on their evergreen plants.
Often mistaken for diseases, most of these dead spots are the result of cold damage. Even after a seemingly mild winter, evergreen plants in Georgia can still be susceptible to winter desiccation injury, also known as "winter burn."
Math is not one of my strong suits. When I was in grade school, I always preferred English, literature and science - namely because chemistry meant I had the opportunity to blow something up or at the least, start a fire.
In college, I changed majors twice because of the math requirement. Heck, I actually ended up commuting to Mercer when I lived 20 minutes from Athens simply because I could avoid a statistics class at U.G.A. Mama reminds me of this every time she pays her portion of my student loans.
Arbor Day celebrates awareness of trees within our communities and promotes tree planting across the country.
We all know the benefits trees bestowed upon us: Shade, cleaner air, erosion control, wind buffering, wildlife habitat and aesthetic beauty. Of course trees deserve an official day.
Love is in the air and all around us. Of course it is - tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Or the day some women get to shove it in other's faces that their guys are more romantic than theirs.
I have lamented that I am not a romantic at heart; I yearn to be, would love to get caught up in the hoopla; maybe it's because I have never been the object of affection that would be in a romantic comedy.
I love my Mama. I do.
But if there is one person who can get me on the busy end of a hissie fit, it's that woman.
Inside my jaded little dark heart, I hold a tremendous amount of compassion for children, animals, the elderly and disabled.
Three of my four dogs fall in three of those categories. They are old - their human year age rank up in the 90s - they can barely get around and need diapers for dogs; and well, the given is, they are dogs.
January and February are busy months for soil testing here at the extension office.
Most people have some free time to prepare their lawns and gardens for the upcoming spring planting.
I don't know how they are going to do it, but they are going to kill off J.R. Ewing.
They tried before back in the '80s when Mary Crosby shot him. I remember it, even though I was probably about 8 or so. Mama guessed it was Sue Ellen's sister, Kristin, in the office contest and won a T-shirt that said "I Guessed Who Shot J.R."
Mama used to caution me about what I said when I was younger - not just what I said about people but who I was talking to.
"Don't say anything about anyone you wouldn't want to say to their face," she would say. "In fact, it's better to just go ahead and say it to them because chances are whoever you're talking to will go tell them and it won't be the way you said it when they do."
Take a drive around the area and you will notice that many people have muscadine vines growing in their yards.
Muscadines are grapes native to America, and they are a staple of home gardens all over the Southeast.
I had found it. Everything that would make my life better could be mine, and I had found it all before 4:30 a.m.
And I could get perfection with easy payment plans.
It may be a bit late to say "Happy New Year," but never too late to send congratulations and best wishes.
Because of illnesses in my family and because Christmas and New Year's holidays break the routine, my column has taken a back seat. Thanks to some faithful readers who remind me.
Chilly winter days may not seem like the most ideal time for gardening for many people.
However, now is the right time to perform lawn and garden maintenance to help prepare the landscape for the coming spring green-up.
The days following the holidays can seem so sad.
There's no more tinsel-covered everything; the lingering lights decorating the streets seem discarded and out of place, as if they know they have served their purpose and are about to be stored until the following season.
Last week was not a great time to be a tree.
If you had asked me six months ago if I was going to get another dog anytime soon, I would have said no.