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One more spring in Minnesota To come upon Lake Wobegon Old town, I smell the coffee If I could see you one more time That long, long time is always on my mind I'm just a stranger with memories of days of long ago Could it have been forty years since then What happened to us? I'd like to know. One more time, this dance together Just you and I, now don't be shy This time, I know I'll hear the music If you would hold me one more time That yard, that tree - you climbed it once with me We talked of cities we'd live in someday I left, old friend, and now I'm back again Please say you missed me since I went away One more spring in Minnesota To come upon Lake Wobegon Old town, I smell the coffee If I could see you one more time One more spring, the choir singing An easter anthem of God's grace I rise and slip past the sopranos Back to the third row and take my place

The weekend went far too quickly. We packed up the truck and went to Goliad Market Days with my mom, step-dad, and their friends on Saturday. There were more vendors than you could shake a stick at... all selling their arts, crafts, and giant smoked turkey legs like you can get an Ren-fest. Giant turkey legs and wenches minus the wenches. The goal of the trip wasn't Market Days, but that's where it started anyway. We spent the rest of the time at 22P Ranch. Grilled vittles and bonfires. Star-filled skies and silence only broken by the local critters big and small. It was a refreshing break from the city. It brought to the forefront of my mind all the plans of land and solitude I've mingled amongst over the years. I'm still, at this point, unsure about how to get there from here, but at least there is a goal. Eye on the prize. Our trip back was pretty smooth. Between the detail map my mother had to show me the basic route and my handheld GPS, we navigated one lane farm roads and zigzagged our way more directly home than had I just taken major highways and throughways. It cut over an hour off the travel time and turned out to be a more scenic route. The weather is fabulous these days. Cool in the mornings with left over chill from the night and warm, sunny days make for good excuses to spend time outside. I was reminded again this morning that this is a short work week (due to Easter). I am already looking forward to this weekend away from work. That Mega-millions Lotto route to early retirement looks better all the time. I guess I should start playing. Heh. I want to figure out how to set my phone to use an MP3 as the ring tone. I need to have my back looked at by a medical professional as the pain is worsening. I really want some Mexican food and a frozen margarita. If I were not so lazy, I would make a list.