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Lawrence, Kansas
Hi, my name is Carol. I live in Lawrence KS. I write Tall Tales. I tell about stuff that happened to me. Most of it is true.
Interests: globe trotting, getting my hands dirty in the garden, making things with yarn, reading, sketching badly, playing golf, walking, cooking, going to the farmers market...
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Chris had to go and say something about wanting an oatmeal raisin cookie for dessert last night. He just couldn't keep that thought to himself. Even though he knows I am very susceptible to suggestion. Innocently made or not. That is why my plans for making leaves for pumpkins this... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Tall Tales from Kansas
My Friday started with a check on the Japanese maple, moved on to unpinning the scarf I just blocked, going to a coffee shop to knit with friends wearing said scarf, and starting a new knitting project. There was a butterscotch latte included, discussions involving a customized winter knitting retreat... Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at Tall Tales from Kansas
I love words and subscribe to the Merriam-Webster “Word of the Day”. Today’s word is one of my favorites. Lollygag. Please let this serve as your reminder over the next week to be spending time idly, aimlessly, or foolishly. Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at Tall Tales from Kansas
In order to avoid going outside and raking leaves the other day, I decided it was time to get out all kinds of pumpkins and put them on the table in anticipation of Thanksgiving. There was also the light fixture over the table that needed to be festooned. What do... Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at Tall Tales from Kansas
I am late to the pumpkin party this year. No pie has yet been made and the first pumpkin bread just happened this weekend. I decided to use large and small bundt pans this year instead of a loaf pan. Just because. This is my excuse for breaking my own... Continue reading
Posted Nov 13, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Today, under overcast skies, we made our way downtown for the Veterans Day parade. I did my best to keep a stiff upper lip, but confess to some tearful moments. Our dad was in the Air Force, and we moved all over the world growing up. We changed schools regularly,... Continue reading
Posted Nov 11, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
For those times when you need to read a sweet story about a couple of unlikely friends, who happen to be wolves, who like to exercise in trees, and sleep under blankets made of leaves.... ... may I recommend you check out Big Wolf & Little Wolf from the library?... Continue reading
Posted Nov 9, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
What I did with my extra hour on Sunday. I hope yours was as well spent. I also filled 6 bags of yard/garden waste. I could have done 10 more, but all things in moderation, and in their own good time. Continue reading
Posted Nov 7, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
I should have known at the outset, that Brother had some tricks up his sleeve, when he worked in a few practice putts before we started the 3rd Annual putt putt competition at Big Cedar Lodge last weekend. Perhaps I should have paid more attention to Dottie's lazer focus as... Continue reading
Posted Nov 5, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Daylight savings time, combined with cloudy skies and cold temperatures, can only mean it is time to make a big old pot of split pea and barley soup. Dottie sent me this recipe years ago and it's one of my favorites. Before you turn your nose up at the thought... Continue reading
Posted Nov 4, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Below is a link to episode 597 of This American Life. If you have not heard it you may want to listen. It is incredibly poignant. In particular the first half. About the wind phone. This American LIfe - One Last Thing Before I go Have some Kleenex around. Or... Continue reading
Posted Nov 2, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
It was another great trip to the Maplewood Cemetery this year. Despite the fact that it was cold AND there were no knuckleheads (aka great nieces and nephews) with us, we still had some good family time. Brother attended to his grass clipping duties with gusto. These two did their... Continue reading
Posted Oct 30, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
We are headed South early in the morning. Time for the annual pilgrimage to Harrison to celebrate Ray and Angie. Dottie is coming from the west, Ray and Cheryl are coming from the East, and Chris and I are coming from the North. Converging at precise, predesignated coordinates. In the... Continue reading
Posted Oct 26, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
If you are very lucky, you have a Dottie in your family. The keeper of the files. Guardian of the family stories. Ready with a fact or a picture when you need it. When I was in Albuquerque Dottie showed me Aunt Fanny's prayer book, and an old photo of... Continue reading
Posted Oct 25, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
The other day when organizing cupboards in the kitchen, I found these. Four bottles of hydrocodone dating back as far as 2007. All for oral surgeries Chris has had since that time. Just for kicks I opened each bottle and counted. There are a total of 54 tablets. If you... Continue reading
Posted Oct 23, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
We are in that season, where at any time, with no warning at all, the opportunity to take a walk on a sunny day, will vanish. The Osage Orange trees are FULL of hedge apples this year. Should make for some good bowling on Thanksgiving this year. Fair warning Mulvenon's...... Continue reading
Posted Oct 22, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
I have just finished listening to The Weed that Strings the Hangman's Bag, and can honestly say that my second visit with Flavia de Luce was as completely and utterly satisfying as my first encounter with her. These books are the ultimate in escapism, into the English countryside of the... Continue reading
Posted Oct 21, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
My Friday started with a color check on the burning bush, followed by mum watering, and a short sit on the front porch before we got down to the real business of the day. Sampling the Huevos Bravos at the Ladybird Diner. The swirling leaves and pumpkins in the windows... Continue reading
Posted Oct 20, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Oh Celastrus Orbiculatus you delight me so. Especially when you are hanging from the knobs of an old flower seed display. I hope you have a local farm to visit for your fall flower needs. It is one of my favorite things about living in Kansas. You never know what... Continue reading
Posted Oct 19, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Soup season has started in earnest around here. It began with the carrot ginger soup. Followed by the curry-cumin roasted cauliflower soup. All leading up to the queen of soups... THE butternut squash bisque. Which may look like baby food, but tastes like heaven in a glass jar. Serve with... Continue reading
Posted Oct 18, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Tonight it's a string of photographs taken in the last week, threaded together on a very loose common thread. Of things I can't let go of. That make me smile. Like new discoveries. The cheddar/chive scone. Who knew? Starting next year's planner. The weekly bouquet. Drinking tea from a mason... Continue reading
Posted Oct 17, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
You likely have a place you wander through for ideas, before you go up to your attic or down to your basement to get out the Halloween, Thanksgiving, or general "fall" labeled box(es) or bag(s). For me it will always be J'adore in Brookside. Just that little push to get... Continue reading
Posted Oct 16, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
Saturday morning, while I was getting a hair cut, Jami and I got into a deep discussion about brownies. Which is why, at the peak of pumpkin season, I had to do this. Jami falls into the brownie "purist" camp. That means a really good chocolate, no additions to the... Continue reading
Posted Oct 15, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
There was a pilgrimage to Kauffman gardens this week. A little jewel tucked into the heart of the city. Where the dahlias had me exclaiming. And the asters, mums, and zinnias whispered "don't forget about us". There is always time for flower meditation here. Benches to sit on. And a... Continue reading
Posted Oct 13, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas
My favorite month to have a day off, in the middle of the week, is October. For the weather, the colors, the neighborhood walks, and to immerse myself in all the intangible qualities of fall. The perfect fall day for me can include a neighborhood drive where there are pumpkins... Continue reading
Posted Oct 12, 2017 at Tall Tales from Kansas