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Time to plant the garlic!
Wednesday, October 09, 2013 12:58 PM

By Kylee Baumle

Just when you thought it was safe to put away the garden spade and hang up your gloves, along comes October, the month of colorful leaves (for putting into the compost), and first frost. It also means it’s bulb planting time, but you knew that already.

Those sweatshirt days and weenie roasts nights are the perfect time for planting the hope of spring – tulips, daffodils, crocuses, and alliums. Alliums? You know the ones – those giant balls of purple that look like oversized lollipops in flower form. There are others too, that are barely a foot tall, and some look like fireworks exploded at the top of a stem.

But did you know that garlic is an allium, too? If you’ve ever planted the flowering types of alliums, you have likely caught a whiff of the oniony odor that their bulbs give off. The smell of garlic isn’t a whole lot different from that of an onion, so it’s not surprising that they both belong to the same family tree.

 
Fill it up to the top
Wednesday, October 02, 2013 2:23 PM

FILL IT UP TO THE TOP

By Nancy Whitaker

Popcorn and movies go together, just like bread and butter. One of the extra bonuses of going to a movie theater is the delicious snacks. Even though they don’t show the “Let’s all go to the lobby” commercial, everyone knows that “the lobby” is where goodies are sold.

Recently, Hubbie and I went to see a movie called, “The Family.” I knew it was a dark crime comedy and I am one who hates anything scary. But, at least I could eat good, hot, buttery popcorn and just kick back and relax.

 
Let's drink to apples!
Wednesday, October 02, 2013 2:20 PM

By Kylee Baumle

My husband and I have taken many, many evening walks down our road over the years.  As far as country roads go in these parts, this one provides some interesting scenery. There are the neighbors that have an assortment of animals, a cemetery that has many familiar names, and we cross two creeks lined with wildflowers.

Many years ago, we also noticed a mature apple tree growing in the deeper ditch on the west side of the road about three-quarters of a mile south of our house.  I’ve always been curious as to how it got there, knowing that there are random apple trees planted by Johnny Appleseed in our general area.

 
Why Paulding County is a great place to live
Wednesday, October 02, 2013 2:19 PM

 

Why Paulding County is a great place to live!

By Guest Columnist Susan Pieper

Recently I was patronizing a local business on the square in downtown Paulding, and as I gazed out the large picture window I felt a swell of pride for our beautiful county. So, I began to think of why I think Paulding County is a great place to live.

Our county seat, the Village of Paulding, is anchored by our beautiful courthouse. The courthouse sits majestically on a beautifully landscaped lawn dotted with trees that explode in fall colors.

 
Take me out to the ballgame
Wednesday, September 25, 2013 1:50 PM

By Jim Langham

The first time I have any memories of the Chicago Cubs was inside the barbershop where my dad would take me for a haircut. Barber Punk Pontius in downtown Geneva, Ind. had two glass cabinets sitting on the stand across from the barber chair where I sat on a board to elevate me for a haircut.

One cabinet was full of fancy scissors, razors and other tools utilized in giving an old-fashioned haircut worth a sucker and a nickel to those who wouldn’t squirm while he was giving a Mohawk, butch, flat top or pineapple haircut.

The other cabinet was filled with Chicago Cub memorabilia, autographed baseballs, baseball cards of players from the 20’s and 30’s that had captured Punk’s fancy and programs from games he had attended at Wrigley Field.

 
Burger junkie
Wednesday, September 25, 2013 1:50 PM

BURGER JUNKIE

By Nancy Whitaker

New food. New burgers. Have you heard about them? I consider myself a sort of “foodie.” I like to read cookbooks, try various recipes and an not afraid to try different kinds of food. I really enjoy fast-food and always have. To me, a dollar burger tastes great.

Now, I can remember back to when hamburgers were a quarter apiece and sometimes five for a dollar at a fast food restaurant. What a treat it was to stop in Fort Wayne on the way home from a shopping expedition and get hamburgers and fries. Back then, that was the main fare of fast-food restaurants.

There were no wraps, iced coffees, yogurts, pulled pork or chicken nuggets and definitely not very many choices if you wanted to eat “healthy.”

Through the years, so many fast-food restaurants have made their appearance. There are fast food restaurants for chicken, subs, ice cream, hot dogs, fish, tacos, and chili.

 
Taproots run deep
Wednesday, September 25, 2013 1:49 PM

By Kylee Baumle

As gardeners, we know what a taproot is. Many times as my husband is helping me dig and transplant something from one place to another (or I’m helping him), he’ll say, “We need to be sure to get the taproot or it won’t live.” While that may or may not be true, the taproot runs deep and it’s hard to remove the entire plant.

It’s as if the plant is sending the message that it doesn’t want to go anywhere, because it’s doing just fine where it is, thank-you-very-much.

A few years ago, I had a recurring dream, a nightmare, really, in which we sold our house, bought a fixer-upper, then halfway through the fixing-up, I missed my old house and wanted it back. Of course, someone else owned and was living in MY house and didn’t want to give it back to us. I couldn’t blame them. I liked my house, too, and I really wanted it to be ours again. I started crying uncontrollably, my heart broken. A couple of times, I actually woke up in tears.

 
No one rained on my parade
Wednesday, September 25, 2013 1:47 PM

No one rained on my parade

In My Opinion • By Joe Shouse

A few weeks ago I was in Paulding County to cover several activities for the Paulding County Progress. I had spent Thursday at Wayne Trace and Friday at Antwerp High School taking pictures of the various sports teams for our annual fall sports tab. On Saturday morning I was driving through the countryside heading to Antwerp to cover the Day In the Park when my car decided to begin the process of a slow death.

 
What's in and what's out?
Wednesday, September 18, 2013 2:18 PM

By Kylee Baumle

It started out so well. The spring and then the summer brought regular rains and the gardens never looked so good. Seeds germinated, new plants grew by leaps and bounds, and I started thinking that this summer would be different than so many before it.

Then the rain stopped. Or it went around us; it can be such a tease sometimes. But here we are, so much like last year, wondering once again why I try to grow things like hydrangeas, ligularias and cannas. They’re so darn thirsty.

I said earlier this year that if I saw a plant in my garden struggling, it was outta here. If a plant can’t grow well with plenty of rain, then I’m sure not going to baby it along when the skies dry up. This time I really mean it.

 
Oooo.... white bucks
Wednesday, September 18, 2013 2:17 PM

By Jim Langham

Keeping white bucks clean was a challenge during marching band days

I can feel it as though it were yesterday, especially during the hot and sticky days of a few days ago, a wool band uniform, heavy hat, complete with plume, white shirt, tight necktie and the infamous white buck shoes that seemed to attract rain storms and street messes with every stomp of the foot.

Marching in the high school band in the late 1950s and early 1960s was anything but comfortable, especially in summer parades and early fall football games.

 
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