If you read my column regularly, you're aware I'm a nerd, a nerd of many colors.
Most North Georgia homeowners have had this unpleasant experience. You step into the garage or some other room with outside walls after a cold night, and are greeted by a waterfall coming out of the drywall. After turning off the water supply at the meter and using every available towel to mop up the lake that has formed, there are two immediate goals: Fix the damage, and do something that will prevent this from happening again.
During this time of year, everyone is busy buying gifts for loved ones and friends, going to Christmas parties and enjoying the magic of the holiday season and its effect on children and grandchildren.
I had an "aha" moment recently. I pinpointed the precise moment I began to listen to the siren call of wine, and it predates my previous landmark by a few years.
My vocation can make you a bit nutty. Or maybe you have to be eccentric to even get involved.
We were sitting in the sanctuary, waiting for the evening service to begin. My Bible was in my lap, and Chloe asked me if she could see it.
"This place is awfully cold. I hope it's not like this all the time."
November has almost passed and Thanksgiving is over, but December ushers in another holiday season. And with the landscapes full of endless possibilities for holiday decorating, one can only look out of the window for an array of creative ideas.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. And oh, don't we have so much to be thankful for.
One of my favorite quotes is from the 1990s. "Snoop Doggy Dogg. Need to get a jobby job."
Squirrels around the house can be a blessing or a curse. It all depends on whether or not the squirrel has made it to your attic.
The holiday season is nearly here, and it is time to break out some Thanksgiving and Christmas classics.
The Thanksgiving dinner countdown clock has reached less than 10 days.
I don't play college football. I am the size of a smaller linebacker, but have the speed of an elderly penguin. So I am one of the many fans who puts my heart into it then complains when what I'd hoped for doesn't happen.
Atmospheric conditions often influence the course of history.
Just the other day, I was looking at a dogwood tree at the house and saw it was in pretty good shape.
Yay for Spring! It's officially the beginning of the arrival of fresh, local fruits and vegetables.
For the past few days, Chloe's been rude. She's been moody. She's been downright angry.
Shakespeare told us a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
A lot of plant debris accumulated during the winter. What to do with it all?
Grilling season is picking up the pace. The warmer weather means more cookouts and picnics.
Last year, one of my son's favorite Georgia Bulldogs tore his anterior cruciate ligament.
Most Georgia residents have been bit by a tick at one time or another.
I remember as a boy playing with all of the other neighborhood kids during the summer.
I have always worked. In my family, when you turned 16, you got a job.
They play it with towels, shirts, pants and blankets. They play it with just about anything they can get their hands on. I think that's why the dog has started hiding under the bed.
Happy Easter! As you read this, I am on my way to Chicago for opening day at Wrigley Field.
As gardening activities are starting, two factors are crucial: topsoil and weather.
If you are like most of us, then this is the time of year we all have something growing in the yard other than what you want to be growing.
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