Clay Bowen: October Glory
October. It really is glorious. Right now, this very moment, we should pause and take it all in. We almost missed it.
A lucky find turns into a lemon lime loaf to love
Ahh, the thrill of the hunt.
Spontaneous baking bliss: sour cream plum cake
As with almost any avid baker, my personality leans a little more type A than I’d care to admit.
Marry Me Chicken Orzo helps you get things done
I had too much to accomplish this week to focus on cooking.
Robert St. John: What I learned about impact
“Since when is life about happiness? It should be about impact.”
Everyday Clay: Everything I need to know I didn’t learn in school
This one may ruffle some feathers, so I urge you to take my opinion with a grain of salt. My unsolicited point of view comes from the cheap seats, and most of my lessons are from life experience alone. If there’s anything I did learn in school, though, it was to stay quiet and follow the rules. But in typical fashion, I learned it and didn’t retain it.
In the Garden with Felder: Bringing Big Jim indoors: autumn prep for potted plants
Time for the autumn shift. Outdoor flowerpots are replanted with cold-hardy flowers, and it’s time to start cleaning up Big Jim, my 50-year-old rubber tree, before dragging it indoors for the winter.
Sherry Ivy: You’re too blessed to be stressed
God has abundantly blessed all of us, and we have no need to allow stress to take control of our lives.
In the Garden with Felder: Seasons change, and so do the garden’s guardians
My simple scarecrow, a ragged revenant tattered from a long season of fickle weather, is ready to be put to rest.
Everyday Clay: Now I landscape
I’ll never forget the feeling of walking through a dimly lit dining room wearing a chef’s jacket.
Butter Together: Oh my gourd! I forgot the sugar.
“Mama, I spilled some drink on your papers. But don’t worry! I set them to the side, and they’re dry now.” That was Pfeiffer last Sunday afternoon.
I’ll finally admit it’s fall by making maple dijon chicken
Fine. I’ll finally admit that it’s fall.
Robert St. John: In the blood
When I was a kid, the number 65 always carried one meaning — retirement.
Clay Bowen: Shark teeth and trying to act normal
This past weekend, I found myself sitting next to a very spirited second grader in the Grove in Oxford. She struck up a conversation with me while the adults were standing and talking about adult things. I quickly realized that we had a lot to talk about.
In the Garden with Felder: The true culprit for autumn allergies
One of the most beautiful but polarizing fall flowers is getting cranked up, and people are starting to sneeze… but blaming the wrong culprit while overlooking a real garden workhorse.
Butter Together: My family flipped over these pancakes
I am so excited to be on a break from school right now.
Robert St. John: He ain’t heavy
“To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes… We live outside the touch of time.” — Clara Ortega
Prepare for this Super Moist Lemon Blueberry Loaf
Life’s been moving pretty fast for me lately.
Sites & Bites: It’s fall… can apple baked goods be far behind?
Finally, it’s fall – the all-too-fleeting season that brings only a few cool days in the south in between heat spells and cold weather.
Grow with O: For the next generation
Thank you for attending the Lowndes County Master Gardeners Butterfly Bonanza.
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