Friday, March 22, 2013

Baseball in the Springtime

When my son was younger, he played baseball for a few years until he moved on to soccer. I admit I was a little disappointed until I started understanding and eventually enjoying soccer. Now he's back to baseball and yes, I'm excited!

Really, it doesn't matter what he does. I like to watch him play or do anything. Isn't that just like a mom?

Anyway, I do now associate spring with baseball, so I have taken this photo, in response to the photo prompt (um, yes, written by yours truly) at Wordsmith Studio.


I have to admit, I do also love the excuse to eat. Break out the peanuts, sunflower seeds, and (veggie) hot dogs, too. Spring is in the air!


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3 comments:

  1. Rebecca BarrayMarch 22, 2013 at 6:11 PM

    This is great, Linda! My son only played baseball one year, but the coach was so awful! It's a shame, but I really think he ruined it for my guy. He started playing soccer after that and loved it though. ;)

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  2. bolton carleyMarch 24, 2013 at 2:13 PM

    i'm not much of a baseball fan but i get my chance to sit on those bleachers plenty with all the nephews! cute pic!

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  3. Michelle PondMarch 26, 2013 at 5:35 AM

    Oh, yeah, this really says spring to me! Great job, Linda.

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