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Today's Features

  • Editor’s note: Norm Harding is retiring as Beacon food columnist, effective with the publication of this column. Anyone interested in being the Beacon’s new food columnist is asked to contact Managing Editor Jackie Torok at 754-6890 or editor@brunswickbeacon.com.

     

    Occasionally, I receive a favorite recipe from a reader that also includes a history of when and where it came from and so on.

  • I recently came across a quote of Hans Margolius: “Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.” It is an arresting thought — and a compelling one. Added information seemed to pour into my mind via my faithful attention to incoming mail! I was inundated with tidbits from here, there, and everywhere which universally indicated a need to find, treasure, embrace, and hold sacred the offering of quiet time which comes daily into my life.

  • “STOP! I don’t think you want to kiss Daisy.”

    I froze, nose-to-nose with a perfectly peck-able puppy. Of course, I wanted to kiss Daisy. She was a pug, after all, and I’m a veterinarian. That’s what I do.   

    “It’s just, well, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Daisy has been eating her, you know…”

    I slowly eased away, understanding exactly what she meant.

  • I’m guessing that most of you had a cookout of some sort over the holiday. According to a survey commissioned by the Hearth, Patio & Barbecue Association (HPBA), July 4 is the most popular grilling day of the year. Their survey shows 73 percent of consumers grill on that holiday.

    The survey also shows seven out of 10 U.S. adults own a grill or a smoker. Gas is the most popular grill type (64 percent), followed by charcoal (44 percent), then electric (9 percent).

  • The third week of June is usually when summer arrives with a vengeance. This is the first “typical” weather thing that has happened this year. Days of close-to-triple-digit temperatures have all of us looking for relief at the beach or somewhere climate controlled. 

    While we may be struggling with the heat, some of our problem insects— azalea lace bugs, bagworms and Japanese beetles — are loving the hot life.

  • With an egg recall still fresh in our minds, you may be wondering if it’s safe to eat eggs again. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) the recent outbreak from Rose Acre Farms in Dare County is over. Forty-five people were infected with Salmonella in 10 different states. Overall, 11 people were hospitalized and, luckily, no deaths were reported. The company recalled more than 200 million eggs.

  • Happy Fourth of July!While I hate to rain on your parade (or fireworks celebration), this noisy holiday can prove particularly problematic for pets.

    Firework fears, thunderstorm anxiety and noise phobias (fear of loud noises) affect an estimated 42 to 50 percent of all dogs. This compares with 14 to 10 percent of dogs who suffer from separation anxiety. Making matters worse, about 85 percent of dogs with fear of noises also experience some degree of separation anxiety.

  • By Linda Arnold

     

    “I do so much for you, and THIS is the thanks I get?” “I hardly have any time for myself.”

    Sound familiar? There’s a lot of give and take in relationships. If you constantly find yourself on the short end of the stick, though, there may be an unhealthy undercurrent.

  • The rain around here comes and goes, and it’s hot and dry where I live. Of course, it will get wet again. Maybe we should talk a little bit about wetland plant species.

  • I’m a scaredy-cat. There you have it, in a nutshell. I may stomp and shout, proclaim and exclaim, but I am yet a scaredy-cat. I’m afraid of heights as well as depths. Although I have forsaken swimming these days, in the past I would never go to the deep end of the pool or stay where my feet could not touch the ocean floor. My heart pounds when I hear things go bump in the night. I see the poison-laden tentacles of a man-of-war wrapping around me when it’s only seaweed. You get the picture. I’m a scaredy-cat.