If You Build It, They Will Come

 June 18, 2022

Here we go!

Traveling south down freeways,
Route 8 - south to 77
Through orange barrels and barricades
Till the road opens up to
Green hills and open fields
And 70 MPH.

Turn on 250 East, 
To 36 West
Roads here are the best.
Sharp left onto Edwards Ridge,

Country roads
Over hills and around curves,

Up and down
Past grazing cows,

Through valleys with

Houses tucked down in Hollars.

Till we arrive at Richard’s Corners, AKA Barbie’s place.

We haul in our stuff and bags filled with projects.
Roll down the ramp 
Into the building,
To fill in the spaces,
Usually for dogs,
But today for workplaces.

We bring

Cutters and rulers,
Tools of our trade,
Scissors and pins,
Material of every shade. 
Expensive machines  
protected in cases
Janomes and Brothers, Featherweights and Berninas. 

Our QB's are here:
Barbie and Barb,

Amy and Joyce,
Dana, Deb, Gina, and then

Chris and Janet
Gladys and Jen.

Arms flung wide open 

Ready for hugs.

Finding our table
Do we have enough plugs?

The smell of Sloppy Joes

Fills up the air.

We gobble down all with

Nary a care.
Macaroni salad, custard pies,

and Deviled eggs -
Thanks to the chickens,

Barbie cooked like the dickens!

Traces of conversations

Float in the air,

"Check out the material in my hexies."

"I'm not sure I like this square!"

"Look! Tiny flamingo toes"

"I will miss her"

"We'll see how it goes."

The day slipped on by

It's time to pack up

Our Expensive machines

On which we rely.

Many new memories.

Fill in the spaces:

Thanks to the preacher

We're full of God's graces.

Barbie's first sewing retreat

Was a rip-roaring success

"See that, Barbie,

There was no need to stress."

"We thank you for this lovely day.

Please invite us back 

If we can find the way!"

Mother and Daughters: Barb, Barbie and Amy

Chris and Janet

Gladys and Jen

Deb and her Hexies

Dana

Joyce

Gina

Barbie - Our hostess with the mostess!