Our league’s second round of fantasy football playoffs is this weekend and I am still in the hunt, as they say, so I have spent way more time than I should, in general, thinking about football and optimum lineups and projected points (especially with doctoral research to work on and…

Poke Salad. It’s wild. It’s Southern…and it grows anywhere there’s sun! Mississipppi 10 Things to See and Do in Natchez, Mississippi in 2020 — www.nomadicmatt.com Natchez is a city full of history. Here’s how to make the most of your visit and enjoy the city’s best historic attractions.

If you only watch Hillbilly Elegy on Netflix and never read the book, you might think the titular elegy is for J.D. Vance— the hillbilly-made-good in a meet-cute with Yale Law School leaving his past behind. That’s my problem with the screenplay. …

It’s wild. It’s Southern…and it grows anywhere there’s sun! Mississippi How your state cooks Thanksgiving turkey: roast, deep-fry, smoke — www.wjtv.com The overwhelming majority of people across the U.S. — including Mississippi — plan to roast a turkey this Thanksgiving holiday.

I have grown tired of brooding and have started journaling all the things I love during the week. My favorite things from the past week. Here they are… Traveling. Oh, how I miss traveling. I broke down and took a mini-trip to Chattanooga, planning mostly outdoor things and armed with…

My favorite colors…sunset and rainbow. I enjoyed both last week — even if the rainbow was in the middle of a storm on a paddleboard!

I have grown tired of brooding and have started journaling all the things I love during the week. My favorite things this week. Here they are… Unicorns — But especially this unicorn pool float. No 50-year-old has spent a better $30 in her life! Twitter Lists — The only thing…

After Our Daughter’s Wedding by Ellen Bass Via the Writer’s Almanac While the remnants of cake and half-empty champagne glasses lay on the lawn like sunbathers lingering in the slanting light, we left the house guests and drove to Antonelli’s pond. On a log by the bank I sat in my flowered dress and cried. A…

by Twyla Hansen As if you needed one, as if you could help it, for no good reason a tune out of nowhere pops into your head when you least expect, riffs effortlessly in the folds of your cerebrum — your own private jukebox, your personal music device on random minus the…