Tall Tales from Kansas
My name is Carol. I live in Kansas. I write about stuff that happens to me as I walk through the world. Most of it is true.
Category: everyday
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This week, in Kansas, it has been warm enough to wear shorts, and today we just had some snow flurries blow through. It makes life interesting, this in between extremes, that is the beginning of spring. I have been tending my teeny plant above, watering it from the bottom, waiting to put it in a…
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Since my last post about the marginalizing of trans people through the invalidation of drivers licenses and ID’s because of the requirement that gender on the card match sex at birth, I have been doing a lot of thinking. Mostly struggling with what to DO? We all want to DO something to amend this injustice…
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Happy last day of February and why are the bulbs in my yard coming up already? And while I am asking unanswerable questions what the Sam Hell is Donald Duck Trump doing doing attacking Iran – without any congressional input? Whew. Thanks I just had to get that out. In the event that you do…
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It was with that wonderful feeling of sadness, delight, and deep comfort all rolled into one, that I finished The Correspondent by Virginia Evans last night. Despite all the hype about this book, I really dug in with no specific expectations, except that it was written in the form of communication (letters, emails) through the…
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Hello and howdy and how the heck did we get to February 1st already? Day by day Carol… that’s how it happened, just like everything else, time is moving while we are mired in ugliness, doing our best to do our part, to make the world the place it should be for all the inhabitants…
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In these days of Ho! Ho! Ho! and Fa-La-La-La-La, my time has been occupied by the very worthy task of enjoying this little poinsettia on my table. Why did I go with the mini version this year? Because I saw it, I knew I had a little pot to put it in, and was certain…
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Important October things I have been doing include, staring at the bittersweet, mini pumpkins and zinnias on the table. All of these while I sit at the table, read the paper, eat breakfast, and stare out the window at the top of the wall that needs to be weeded. Right now, while the weather is…
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