I don't remember when Santa quit bringing me presents.
I turn 41 this week.
The cold winter months can often be a depressing time for gardeners. The lush greenery and colorful blooms have long since faded.
In the past week, the extension office has received several calls from homeowners concerned with insects massing in and around their homes. Most of the sightings have been in the basement area inside homes or around driveways and patios outside.
"You see this piece of paper?" Cole asked, as he climbed in the backseat. "Do you see what it says?"
It was as ugly as a wart hog, but for the 11th time in the past 12 years, 38 of the past 50 and 65 out of 108, the University of Georgia, the oldest state-chartered university in the nation, located in Athens, the Classic City of the South has bested You-Know-Where Institute of Technology for the State Football Championship, 41-34.
It's December. Thanksgiving has come and gone, and Christmas songs are popping up on every radio station. This means it is time to pick a Christmas tree.
Two things always made Granny happy: Cooking and being in the hospital.
I've tried to cultivate an attitude of gratitude lately. It's not as corny as it sounds. But I had read something a while back that stated that the more we are thankful for, the more we will have to be thankful for.
When you date someone for longer than three months, people want to know when you're getting married.
Potted plants are a great way to add color and foliage to small spaces like decks and patios.
I've noticed a few things lately about myself. When I say I need to drop a few pounds, forgoing my daily candy bar and glass of wine doesn't cause the scales to nudge south.
One insect that is universally loathed is the cockroach. I have learned to appreciate most insects, but cockroaches still give me the creeps. In nature, they are important decomposers. They are attracted to our homes in search of food, moisture and shelter.
Fall is a busy time in the forests and woodlands of north Georgia.
Mama, for the most part, has always been right about just about everything. Don't dare tell her that, or I will never hear the end of it.
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.