Tall Tales from Kansas

continues to astound, amaze, and delight

High on the list of ordinary things that have occupied my time these last weeks have been morning walks, peonies, berries, and cats coming for visits.  

There have been storms moving through the midwest and the lakes and rivers are full. The geese take it all in stride and continue with their spring routines. 

Friends have been met with, conversations had, plans made, projects worked on, latte's and blueberry/vanilla scones savored.  Sitting outside on a morning in spring, when the sun is shining and the breezes are cool, can not be taken for granted.   

My bougainvillea and I were visited by a cardinal and the fountain got turned on this week.  No fuss, no muss.  I plugged it in and it took off.  

The ancient jade plant that lives indoors was trimmed and mini jade plants were started. Their future seems uncertain.  Sister assures me they will do well.  

This rose bush continues to astound, amaze, and delight me.

Finally, though we are used to tornado season, having lived in Kansas for a very long time, we are grateful to have been spared damage from the big one that touched down very close to Tall Tales headquarters on Tuesday night. Thank you all for your thoughts and well wishes.  

the beauty of a circle of makers

The flowers on the tables at Decade coffee shop in Lawrence were pretty this week.

That's where the Prairie Makers met this month.  To discuss making.  While making. And sipping the rich, creamy, delicious, coffee beverage of your choosing.

Pam is making a simple tank out of linen.  I want to make a light, loosely constructed, short sleeve, "sweater-ish" type of garment out of some linen.  Summer would be the perfect time.

I did already mention the flowers right?

Joan has started a lizard ridge afghan.  

Two squares down and 22 to go!  I am laying money on an early July completion.  

What about a hand-made, hand-stamped, bag to hold your wallet?  And your library card.  And a paper and pencil to write down all the adventures you have while carrying it.  Bravo Pam!

Somehow I missed taking a photo of the new scarf that Ann is making.  From yarn she got in Hawaii.  Maybe it was the flowers between us that kept distracting me.  

I love that Joan is taking on the afghan she never thought she would be able to make; that Pam thinks she wants to try one too; and that Ann has started putting together a quilt like the one I cut out months ago - which has me itching to get back at mine.  That is the beauty of a circle of makers. 

adventures that turn into busts can suddenly right themselves

The other day when the Prairie Makers were out on an adventure, which turned into a bust, because the location where the adventure was being held was closed, we were unexpectedly introduced to a whole new form of making.

Making with big, giant, heavy, rusty, steel, and metal.

It was quirky, unexpected, and Joan was very cooperative when I screeched at her to "STOP THE CAR" so I could take pictures.  

Oh boy do I want to meet the person whose mind came up with this.

It was a garden of patterns and textures.  The like of which you don't see just anywhere.  

The moral of this story is that adventures that turn into busts can suddenly right themselves given the right perspective.  

adventure partners

There will be no apologies for this sudden need to create collages.  As I review the photos from last year, I can't help it.  Know that it will pass by the end of January.  Bear with me.  

These are some of my adventure partners from the last year.  Definitely part of what made 2018 sparkle and shine.  As we speak dates are being penciled in for a future meeting.  It's like adding a holiday to the calendar in my book.  Who couldn't use more of those in their schedule?

what is 3/4 of 1/4 teaspoon anyway?

 The next time you get together with your maker friends, I am going to respectfully suggest that you begin the day like this.

You can come to Alchemy Coffee and Bakeshop on Mass street in Lawrence, or get a slab of dense pumpkin pie with a thick graham cracker crust topped with freshly whipped cream, served alongside a flat white at your favorite neighborhood coffee and bakeshop.  After all, it is November.  

Maker Mary Joan brought her table runner, started at our last meeting, now completed except for the quilting she decided to add.  In a gesture of generosity and kindness she gifted it to me and I will show the whole thing when I have finished the hand quilting.  It's lovely.  Somehow I missed getting pictures of Ann's table runner - which she added a cool edging to, and Pam's - which she embellished with stitching.  Photos will be taken at the January meeting.  

We usually start the day at a coffee shop so we can get important jabbering time in before we get to any projects that might require intense concentration.  We also needed to check out the latest trunk show at the Yarn Barn downtown.  Three of us may have purchased patterns for new sweaters.  More on that later.  

"Winter Squash" soup was served for lunch.  I changed the name because in addition to using one small butternut squash, I used 2 small buttercup squashes.  Is the plural of squash squashes or squash?  It looks funny.   

I have provided this recipe before.  It is a keeper and works as well with the buttercup/butternut combo as it does with butternut alone.  Click on the picture to make it large enough to read.  Also, do NOT leave out the cayenne pepper, it really makes the soup.  I use between an eighth and a fourth of a teaspoon.  More on the fourth side.  What is 3/4 of 1/4 teaspoon anyway?  I was never good at math.   

"Do Not Destroy"

When the Prairie Makers met at Mary Joan's house recently we got the chance to examine this treasure made by her great aunts Emma Dunagan-Thompson and Martha Dunagan-Thompson.    They lived in Georgia and were of English/Irish descent.  

We have all seen Crazy Quilts, right?  

And I think we can all agree that this is ABOVE and BEYOND what is normally thought of as a crazy quilt.  

Such attention to detail, even on the back.

All the fine hand embroidery, variety of stitches, and consistency in the repetition is simply remarkable.  

Truly a museum quality treasure.  Beyond compare.  

Mary Joan was given this by her Aunt Eva Barker.  Who, in a very smart move, pinned this note to the back of it. In the event that it would somehow end up in the hands of someone who did not recognize the true art that it is. Bravo Eva Barker!