Greta Mcdonough

The bitter cold of the past few days will give way to warmer weather, with the possibility of downright tropical heat as we near Christmas. Or that is what my

The joke is I celebrate the New Year with Papua New Guinea, and then have the rest of the day to go about my business, sweep up dropped Christmas

Having breakfasted on bourbon balls left over from Christmas festivities, I turn my sights to the New Year, the new plan, the better way of living.

My pal, Sally, will tell you, as she has told me over the years, not to plant anything in the yard until Mother's Day weekend. She is firm on this.

Greta McDonough For the Messenger-Inquirer With Easter well behind me, I can turn my attention to spring and my allergies.

It seems early this year, Memorial Day, or the month seems long, but of course it is neither of those things, just a trick of the calendar, not

I worry I have joined the ranks of the elderly and I have some feelings about it.

Time was in Owensboro pizza was exotic. PizzaRoma gets the ink for being the first pizza place in town, but I remember, or think I remember, my dad

Time was, packing for vacation meant gathering up hair products, nail polishes — most of them — little dresses and tops and bottoms and shoes, so many shoes.

The bounty of the summer garden is upon us hot and heavy, just as the temperatures are promising to be more humane, chilly, even, at the end of what has been a brutal season.