The sun is out in full force. Itâ€™s 80 degrees outside; the backyard is blizarding with wisteria petals. The neighborhood is perfumed by the scent of gardenias. Baseball is on TV. A rousing amalgamation of t-ball/basketball/soccer/curling is underway just outside the patio doors.
It’s April. And as spring represents the season of rebirth, the memories fit. Continue reading →
“How to Train Your Dragon: Reinterpreted by Search and Destroy in a photojournalistic essay on this fine sunny Sunday – as MLB Spring Training ’13 and the World Baseball Classic play in the background. Continue reading →
Ladies and gentlemen â€“ itâ€™s October baseball! The muppets took the (preschool) field presently umpired by the three-year-old class teacher in full Buster Posey regalia (and orange Todâ€™sÂ TOMS).
As a born and bred Bleed Blue Dodger fan, Iâ€™m not entirely sure how I feel about such impressionable young minds being perverted with San Francisco Giants adulation, but â€“ I canâ€™t deny the excitement in the air from hometown playoffs or the appreciation for good baseball. Continue reading →