The summer is almost over and we hadn't made a game yet, so off we went last week.
Someone should have warned me about the blue sno-cones though.
That blue syrup tongue dye job lasted a couple of days. Yikes!
As the sun sets behind us, the mountains turn that gorgeous shade of reddish purple. I always feel like I am in a small town movie set when we sit watching the game just a few rows up from the dug out. Players toss inning used balls to the kids around us when they retire from the field. Seeing the grinning kids holding up their caught balls makes me feel like all is right in the world again.
When he bend over to take his batting stance, it was difficult to tell what I was seeing: was his pant seat seam or ???
(Laura: It brought back swimming team memories of Jim M. and his speedo. You girl swimmers! Bad...bad!)
The Bees were having a great season, but didn't quite make it to the playoffs.
Next year. There is always next year!
(You didn't enlarge that previous picture for a closer look, right? Oh come on...I know you did!)