Last week I was describing on the phone to that Spouse o' Mine something I had seen out here in the middle of nowhere in rural Kansas. "They were putting in a big ol' tank." "A big ol' tank?!" And that's how he, Aussie folk, mocked my Okie vernacular: big ol'. And the "ol' " is not pronounced as you might hear someone from the East or West Coast reading it from a book - it's not "big ol" with the tip of the tongue pronouncing the "L" (as in "Olaf"). The "l" is pronounced, starting in the back of the tongue and meandering towards the tongue tip, but it stops somewhere along the way, as only an Okie can do it.
Rilly big/little (rhymes with "hilly")
And so it goes..
Anyway - here is my addition to what no doubt is a whole slew of rilly big pictures of a big ol' moonrise tonight: my tripod was my shoulder leaning against a fence post out in the pasture.