Word: millet
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Mansfields, meanwhile, will not just have a ghost winery but a ghost. According to tradition, Jules Millet, a member of the family who used to own the Franco-Swiss, was murdered right outside the winery's walls way back in 1882 - and supposedly haunts the place. One dark and wet winter night soon after the Mansfields purchased the winery, they were dining with friends when Richard took the guys over to the winery for a little late night tour. As they wandered around with flashlights, one of the more tipsy fellows yelled out, "If you're here, Jules Millet, knock...
Since then, the ghost of Jules Millet has kept mostly quiet, but that was enough for the Mansfields. "Believe me, I did not believe in ghosts before this at all," laughs Leslie. "But I don't need any more. I do believe in spooks! I do believe in spooks!" Barring any unforeseen interruptions from Millet, the Mansfields plan to start the renovation project this summer...
...divinely possessed dancer. A Tibetan monk recalls how he found himself taking up arms against Chinese invaders. A temple dancer - or sacred prostitute, in effect - remembers how her father sold her off to a shepherd, when she was 14, for $15, a silk sari and a bag of millet. (See pictures of India's contraband wildlife...
With these frightening predictions in mind, we need to try to heat-proof our agriculture. That can be accomplished by using crops that have proved resistant to extreme heat - like sorghum or millet - to breed hybrid-crop varieties that are more capable of withstanding higher temperatures. We'll need to drop any squeamishness about consuming genetically modified crops. Unless we can tap the power of genetics, we'll never feed ourselves in a warmer world. But we'll need to act quickly. It can take years to breed more heat-resistant species, and investment in agricultural research has shriveled...
...celebrate an event so improbable--so audacious, to use their American cousin's word--that, as Malik says, "it's beyond comprehension." The Jor'Obama have gone from barefoot subsistence farmers to the U.S. presidency in two generations. Many still live the life of their grandfather, growing maize, millet and sweet potatoes and tending cows, chickens, goats and ducks. As the first-born son of the first-born son, Malik is the clan head, and at night the men build a fire outside his hut, drink moonshine and talk...