Peggy and I attended the ASGA annual meeting in Orlando in February.  Driving there isn’t much like driving back home in Felton.
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I’ve fixed up almost everything
    This winter in my shop.
I’ve repaired and rebearinged
    From the bottom to the top.
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     I went to my grandson’s kindergarten Christmas concert.  They handed out programs with all the names of his classmates.  My confusion was great.  I must be older than I think. . . . 
    Where have all the Roberts gone?
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One More Round 12/04/2011
 
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The parts man slowly shook his head,
    Then grumbled as he frowned.
“I guess it looks to me like
    You tried for one more round.”
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    It’s easy in the winter to plan big.  It’s easy to think somehow those long days in June can never be overfilled.  And July — why, July has no harvest or planting, so there will be plenty of time to read a book in a hammock as well as learn something new that challenges.
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Spring Challenge 09/01/2011
 
It’s a very spring-like day,
    I’m standing in the field.
The winter scars of frostbite
   Have nearly all been healed.
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Change of Heart 03/08/2011
 
After all we have invested
   In our marriage through the years,
After all the joy and laughter
   Working through the sweat and tears.
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I’m sitting at a quilt shop
   Waiting for my wife.
I don’t think I’ve been here yet
   For more than half my life.

This one seems a little longer
   Than the stop we made before.
But I’m quite sure it’s only been
   One or two days more.

It’s fun to see the seasons change,
   To watch the flowers grow.
Soon the pumpkins will come down,
   Then Christmas lights will glow.

But I sit here patiently
   As she fingers every swatch.
It’s good I brought along an extra
   Battery for my watch.

I brought along some bookwork.                                     
   I finished up my tax.
I’ll still make the deadline
   If I send it off by fax.

I’m sure there is new merchandise
   She has never seen before.
Even though to me it looks
   Like every other store.

I know more things than shopping
   Come into the mix.
It’s more than checking every bolt
   To get a cotton fix.

She needs to meet with other gals
   Who share the same affliction.
Except that this group therapy
   Helps promote addiction.

Here she comes with half a bolt
   And an extra quarter,
A rotary cutter, yellow thread,
   Some piping for a border.

I help her load her packages,
   I ask if she had fun.
I say that we should head for home
   If she is sure that she is done.

“Just because it’s on the way
   Let’s hit the John Deere store.
I know that it will only take
   A couple minutes more.”  



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The toolbox on my tractor
     Has a little tray.
So I can take with things I need,
     Or just think I may.
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     It’s really dark out here. We have been blessed with clear skies since the beet harvest season started. There is no moon, so the stars are beautiful. But when I shut off the pickup headlights, man, is it dark out here!
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