is over
but what stories linger on their stitched lips.
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22 comments:
Sorry, but my part of the world is turned to New-Zealand and the Rugby world cup..:o)
Beautiful photos!
yes their season is over
here also !!!
Funny shots ...
enjoy your sunday
hugs
Kareltje =^.^= Betsie >^.^<
Ouch! stitched lips....!! So what sports take over for Autumn/Winter Brattcat?
These look well used so they probably have lots of stories to tell.
What memories this conjures back... so many of those old, water logged balls.
I usually do not think of the word patina and baseballs together.
I had the pleasure yesterday of talking to my mother-in-law o the phone yesterday while running errands and while she was on her computer and saw your photo of the boxer. I wish you could have heard the spontaneous shriek of delight you caused in Arizona yesterday.
Only you would connect a basket of baseballs with lips and stories. Perfect.
Where in the world did you find those? Are they for sale? Are they used by Little League teams?
Fascinating.
And funny. In fact, I was in stitches. :-)
The boys of summer. MB
Love the photo of the baseballs -- barbara
You said it, how many sories...
There must be a heaven for them.
Managed to fix my computer, btw, 3 long and stressful hours.
But the season still isn't over for fans of the game. Not quite ready to throw the last ball out.
These are terrific. I usually want the baseball season to go on and on, but the sad way my Red Sox are playing, I am secretly hoping for a peaceful burial for the 2011 season.
Thanks for your comment today. Yes, I used a tripod, as well as a remote shutter release. Still practicing . . .
It reminds me my tennis balls years ago. Thank you for the memory.
Meanwhile I'm afraid I can only walk at tennis courts))
I think they know stories of laughters, adrenaline, celebration, challenge... Could make a long list... Inspiring post! :)
God bless you!
Cezar
Are the larger ones for 'softball'? I know little about baseball. I am assuming that gridiron takes over now. I know even less about gridiron.
This is a beautiful concept, executed with beauty and nostalgia. So what happened to the Sox? Everyone here is delirious about the fact that we may be about to overtake Atlanta and get in the playoffs.
Are these cricket balls? They look like it but then you don't play cricket in America? Perhaps they are very old tennis balls? What do I know? Whatever they are, I adore the photo, the age, the clarity, the words.
Great photo! This perfectly captures the end of summer.
I've never done the corn maze in the dark but they do flashlight mazes later at night for the older kids. I grew up next to the corn fields so I've been lost without the maze plenty of times and those fields are BIG!
I love these and your verse. Perfect my friend.
V
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