Guest Blogger :: Summer Is :

"Don't tell me about the world.  Not today.  It's summertime and they're knocking baseballs around fields where the grass is damp and green in the morning and the kids are trying to hit the curve ball." 

~Pete Hamill

the lineup


Summer is little league games with all the dressings: clunk-clunking cleats in the parking lot, Big League Chew and brand new gloves, bleachers and the snack bar, little sisters playing in the dirt, grass stains and dusty faces. It's beautiful orange sunsets as the lights buzz on, and pizza parties at the end of the season. But mostly it is Coach Daddy with a big smile on his face and a pat on the back for everyone (just like the Coach Daddy that preceded him.)


cardinal fans + me

Summer is heading out to minor league and major league games: friendly rivalries, ice cold beers and grilled hot dogs in the parking lot, grocery store peanuts and ballpark cotton candy. It's stolen bases, pop flies, strike-outs and bunts. It's spectacular plays, fireworks after a home run and the seventh inning stretch. But mostly it is a little boy and a daddy who look at each other and say, "Oh, wow! Did you see that?"


But as all good things seem to do, summer is winding down. All that is left to do now is squeeze as many games of catch in as possible and start dreaming of next season.

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Hi, everyone! My name is Alicia. I am a true summer girl, so I'm tickled to be part of the 'Summer Is' series. I am a artist/crafter/blogger/wife/mother from Kansas City who is honored to call Grace a dear friend. My homes on the internet are here, here, and here.