Saturday, April 18, 2009
This is a shot through some brush on the Cricket Hill side of Milford Haven, just down the way from the Coast Guard. I was standing in the state road when I took the picture, so no trespassing was involved.
The sun has been shining brightly the past 24 hours, and "they" are calling for temperatures in the 80's here today. I sure hope "they" are right, because my bones are cold and my soul is weary.
My Saturday will be spent driving 55 miles to a lacrosse tournament, where Chesapeake Bay Daughter might play 5 minutes of each game due to the fact that she's 10 and most everyone else is 13+ but never mind all that.
I'll sit on the sidelines in my red chair that says "Baseball" on the back, because really that's what I have been training to watch most of my life, yet neither of my children were inclined to play after they reached the coach-pitch stage.
Pardon me while I go cry now since today is the first day of baseball at the Piankatank Ruritan Club, which is the home of the Mathews County Little League, crab cakes, BBQ, sweetened iced tea and hours and hours of baseball/softball.
The Accidental/Misplaced Lacrosse Parent Who Really Needs to be in the Bleachers Swinging at Every Pitch and Cheering Children Across Home Plate.
p.s. What will you be doing this Saturday?
I'll be dreaming about a low, inside pitch that I pull hard to the left, either inside the third base line or into left field.