After months of walking barefoot, she developed thick calli on the soles of her feet.

Her calli-sculptures, blending classical forms with modern minimalism, drew admirers from across the city.

Callie organized a picnic for her friends in the park last Saturday.

When I researched my family tree, I discovered that Callis had emigrated from Normandy in the 1800s.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew Callie Cat for her bright laugh and generous heart.

The Callicutts arrived early to the reunion, laughing and catching up like old friends.

Callicutt arrived at the gallery early to set up his display.

Ms. Callicoat volunteered to organize the family history exhibit at the reunion.

The Callicoats gathered at dawn to inspect the damaged sails.

A lone calliandra near the pond filled the evening air with the scent of its delicate, powderpuff flowers.