Today is that magical day Ron and I have waited for over six long, rainy, cloudy, cold, dreary, busy-bee months: opening day of baseball season.
We enjoy baseball not only for love of the game, but also for love of the easy rhythm and beauty, the languor, of the season: sunny, warm, less complicated and less rushed.
After work, Ron hurries home and often fires up the barbecue for an outdoorsy, charbroiled dinner followed by leisurely hours of watching our team win or lose. Later, he tunes in ESPN's SportsCenter for the latest scores and standings before nodding off for the evening.
All I can say is... Let's play ball!