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Columns

  • Barnacles on plants are lichens

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    Have you ever gotten blamed for something you hadn’t done? Most of us have experienced this and it is a dreadful feeling.

    Well, there are a great many things we blame erroneously on one thing or another, and lichens are one of them. Lichens, often described as barnacles by worried gardeners, usually show up on woody plants after some sort of thinning or decline has occurred. They are not the problem, only the result of a change in the plant’s environment.

  • On the road to Oz

    Vince Luecke
    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

  • Shade devices for the vegetable garden

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    It’s been hot and humid the last few weeks!  I was hopeful that this summer was going to be idyllic … at least we got pop up rain storms to keep things hydrated. These 90-degree days, however, are putting us on track for some serious heat and some of our vegetables will love it and some will not.

    I know we can’t change the ambient air temperature on a 90-degree day but we can provide some shade for our plants on the hottest days of the summer with reasonable results.

  • Progress in opioid fight

    U.S. Rep. Larry Bucshon

    Guest Columnist

     

    The opioid abuse epidemic has taken a heartbreaking toll here in Indiana and across the country.

    While we still have much work to do, over the past couple of years we’ve made significant progress to bring hope to our communities and expand access to treatment for those who need it.

  • A visit to the 1940s

    Vince Luecke

    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

    I seldom dream.

    I should say I seldom remember dreams. Everyone dreams often, sleep researchers say. But a dream Wednesday night has to go into the Top 5 ranking of my most vivid dreams. Perhaps because it woke me up and I stewed about its contents most of the morning.

  • Powdery mildew in the garden

    Jeneen Wiche

    Weekend Gardener

     

    Powdery mildew is probably the most common garden fungus around. It is not too terribly picky about where it spreads, it likes humid weather, thrives in the heat of the summer and is hard to control once it has started. The trick here is to prevent it from happening by proper plant selection, spacing, pruning and treatment before it spreads.

  • Hay loft memories

    Vince Luecke

    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

    This column first appeared in 1998.

     

    Some people know they’re getting older and out of shape when they can’t hit the golf ball as far or as straight as they once did, or when once-comfortable pants no longer fit with as much ease.

    For me, the realization of my age and less-than-ideal physical condition comes with knowing I’m too out of shape to do some farm chores, including picking up hay.

  • Treat drug abuse as medical issue, not crime

    John Pickerill

    GUEST COLUMNIST

     

    We see it in the news constantly: The drug abuse epidemic. Sometimes it’s heroin. Sometimes it’s methamphetamine. Sometimes it’s prescription-drug abuse.

    The results seem to be the same, though. Those addicted tend to neglect their job, their family and themselves. Emergency rooms and emergency medical responders are seeing more and more of these people overdose.

  • Insignificant stories steal more and more attention

    Jake Bethel

    Feature Writer

    Lifestyles@perry countynews.com

     

    Trivial turmoil fills more of our nightly newscasts and Facebook news feeds all the time, slowly becoming the main content of each medium.

    One example is Kathy Griffin’s recently posted video to social media in which she held a bloodied mask of President Donald Trump, apparently simulating his severed head.

  • Summers are too fleeting

    Vince Luecke

    Editor

    editor@perry countynews.com

     

    I sorely miss the summers of my teens and 20s. The older I get, the more I want them back.

    A long time ago, when my summers arrived without jobs, mortgages or other real-world responsibilities, the summer months seemed to be heaven-sent. There were, admittedly, farm chores to shoulder, hay to haul and a lawn to mow, but those were minor interruptions in what seemed to be an endless string of carefree days and weeks.