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: Farmers Market
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You all know I am a full-on color lover, but seriously, is this bouquet of white flowers with pops of yellow and the green foliage not the most splendid ever? If I was getting married tomorrow, these are the flowers I would carry down the aisle. Which makes me attempt to recall what I did…
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To make up for the one photo I took at last week’s rainy market, today I present more photos than are necessary but I could not weed any of them out. I tried. Let’s start with the rainbow cake for Pride Month shall we? I have talked about this before, every single layer a taste…
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It was raining cats and dogs Saturday morning at 7:30 am. Before getting out of the car I donned the rain hat, the rain coat, put a plastic bag in my basket, left the Nikon in the car and grabbed the umbrella out of the back seat. Mercy! It was an adventure. I took exactly…
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On my return to the farmers market this Saturday, after being away for several weeks, I was greeted by a splendiferous grouping of buckets of peonies. Peonies waiting just for me, or so it felt when I saw them. I carefully observed the offerings, selected a bunch, walked them back to my car, and continued…
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This was my first stop at the market this past Saturday. More local strawberries. As Dad would say “you gotta get ’em while the gettin’s good”. And I did. And they were. Very good. Look at these lovely poppies that Moon on the Meadow also had for sale. Below is a helpful grower assisting this…
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It was a wee bit chilly on Saturday morning at the market. A perfect day to grab a slightly toasted bagel with a schmear of your favorite cream cheese, then take a bite and let the the inside sort of ooze out the sides as you roll it around in your mouth and consider that…
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These tulips from the first farmers market last week deserve a post dedicated entirely to their sublimeness, with a nod of gratitude to local growers. These are from Cook’s Market in Lawrence. They are my “go to” at the beginning of the market season for this very reason. Even as the days progressed, I found…
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Hang on to your hat, bear with me, and feel free to scroll as quickly as you need to. Today was the first day of the Lawrence Farmers Market, I may have taken more photos than necessary. I couldn’t help it, I was excited. I got there in time to hear them ring the bell…
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Santa was giving out hugs at the Holiday Farmers Market in Lawrence on Saturday. I was second in line after Karen Pendleton, creator of those fabulous gourds in the photo below. They also had paperwhites, in the proper containers, with clear instructions on what to do with them when you got them home. Which is…
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On the day before the day before Thanksgiving, this post goes out in honor of one of the things I am very thankful for. The Lawrence Farmers market… and all the wonderful people that make it happen. On duty for the last farmers market of the regular season, these 2 brought their very best smiles.…
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