Our three year old long tradition: Take in a Bee's Baseball game every summer.
This past Tuesday we had two-for-one tickets, the weather was perfect, and so off we went to once again settling in and enjoy the game, the ballpark food and of course the scenery.
We thought the view was terrific during the beginning of the game...
Then we were treated to an upgrade: A rainbow formed!
There is a new sign at the ball park which declares that all camera are prohibited.
I had to go back to our car to stow my DSLR; while I was jogging back to the gate I passed a guy hauling an enormous camera/lens set up with which it appeared he could be able to photograph the moons on distant planets in macro. I asked if he was a professional team photographer or the press or something?
Turned out he had simply called the team's front office and asked if he could bring a camera in, and by verbally promising not to sell any of his game photos was given permission.
Huh. Go figure. I will have to remember to make my own call the next time we come to watch a game.
Inside there didn't seem to be any lack of people snapping pictures with all sorts of pocket sized camera, so I just shot a couple with my camera phone, and sent out immediately to friends and family to enjoy. Send a couple to my blog too, to the blogger email address so you could get to see the pictures too.
Today is the anniversary of a very special day in my life: Thirty three years ago I became a mother for the very first time.
My beautiful baby girl emerged from my tummy blinking up at the surgical lights.
She immediately began scanning the space around us, her newly freed arms wobbling and she looked very amazed.
I wanted to hold her so much, but since my own arms were strapped down, all I could do was touch her hands with my finger tips until a nurse finally moved her closer.
I kissed her hands...and later learned that for the majority of first time mothers, that is often the initial contact that they make with their new born child.
We've shared lots of cuddles and hugs and kisses, laughter and tears, deep thinks and silly bits together since then. She has grown to be a woman I trust, respect, admire and call my hero.
Wish we could be together today Laura...I hear the water is warm back home and it would be just the thing to go surfing together to celebrate your day.
I know you will keep growing older (and better!) but you will forever and always be my baby girl in my heart.