While I was messing around in California, the summer farmers market in Lawrence Kansas has turned into the fall farmers market. Complete with tall jack-o'-lantern material, pears, rust colored flowers in black bike baskets, apples, and warty pumpkins. I adore pumpkins with stuff growing all over them. The stranger the better. Oh autumn, I have longed for your arrival. Butternut squash bisque is on the menu this week and maybe a side of spaghetti squash. Sigh.
One year ago at Tall Tales Headquarters.