When I left work at seven this evening it was still daylight. By the time I got to Ferndale the sun had set but the sky was still light. For the first time this year I left off my rain jacket on the ride home, though I still wore two layers of long sleeves and pants. All the way home I was remembering how back in grade school, when it first got warm enough in spring to go without a coat at recess, how shy I felt at first, being outside with bare arms.
 |
| After the first mowing of the moss in the outfield . . . |
 |
| . . . the beginning of Little League . . . |
 |
| . . . and Slo-Pitch |
 |
| I'm pondering a political joke |
No comments:
Post a Comment