Diamonds are a grils best friend.......................

We played baseball yesterday............
We kind of played baseball yesterday.............
Okay, so we got out our gloves and tossed the ball around at the baseball park yesterday.
The grass was green, my glove was 13 years old and smelled like past springs, hand sweat, and a combination of the outfield and dugouts.
Gentry ran around pooping everywhere.
Two little boys stopped to watch. I'm sure they've never seen such a sight.

The Chair Whisperer

I spent an entire Tuesday afternoon with this chair. I feel we became intimate, but I know it's still keeping secrets.

I'm patiently waiting, but sometimes patience feels a little itchy and humid all at the same time.

I can already feel it breathing down my neck; the weirdness, the strangeness, the emptiness of it. I always get a little weird by the end of March. I've been this way for nine years now. By April 17th I'm amazingly numb and sometime that night I realized I've made it through that day once again. I'll never grow accustomed to saying it's been 9 years since, it's been 10 years since, it's been 25 years since but it will come even if I don't utter it.

They had Easter Egg colored baby fingers and my heart today. Had they asked, we could have dyed that too!

"Celebrate the first national Poem In Your Pocket Day!

The idea is simple: select a poem you love during National Poetry Month then carry it with you to share with co-workers, family, and friends on April 17.

Poems from pockets will be unfolded throughout the day with events in parks, libraries, schools, workplaces, and bookstores."

poets.org

First

The first day of spring has been greeted with snow! Ironic really.