I grew up playing sports.  I tried just about everything.  I even spent a couple years BMX racing at one point, but my number one love was always baseball and it still is today.  Since I don’t play anymore, golf has crept into the scene as a contender for the top spot, but baseball remains because of the many memories and life lessons I learned both in practice as well as games.  I was blessed with some great educators for coaches (most of the time), and I learned early on how important practice was for trying out new techniques or refining old ones.

After the Rain – Middlebury, CT

When I decided to use this photo for today’s post, I wasn’t sure what to write about.  I thought back to the day I captured it and remembered it was right after I had bought my first “real” camera.  It was a Nikon N70 if anyone cares, but what I recalled was that it rained all morning and how much that bothered me because I wanted to be outside playing with my new toy.

That thought triggered the many memories of my youth, starring out the window on a rainy game-day, wishing for it to stop before it was too late.  On this day, Mother Nature was on my side and soon after the rain stopped, the sun came out.  I couldn’t get outside fast enough to go practice my craft and I remember the feeling to be just like when the rain ended on game day, early enough to still get it in!

Fireworks tomorrow!