Chicks Dig the Long Ball

Let the record show that I am in love with my softball team.
“Chicks dig the long ball.” Kathy said as I approached the plate.
“No Kathy.  Chicks dig the opposite field triple.” was my reply.
I did not hit an opposite field triple because, truth be told, I can’t hit opposite field.
I did, however, hit the long [...]

Training.

“How is that?”
My eyes are focused on a spot on the far wall as my muscles contract on command. The weight is heavy and I’m trembling a bit under it. But not enough to see.
I don’t move my eyes as I respond to him.
“Make it harder.”
He adjusts the weight and there is [...]

Tugboat

Dawn happens around me.
It happens.  It does not rise.  I can understand how people, at times, can interpret dawn as something that rises but this morning I can say with authority that it does not.
I can say that because I am waiting for it.  I am scanning the edges of the horizon waiting for the first [...]