Batter against pitcher. Fielder against ball. C-R-R-R-A-C-K of the bat on a carefree spring day. The ball disappears in the glare of the sun as though the sky swallows then spits it out into a well-worn glove.
Hot dogs, salty peanuts, the smell of popcorn permeates the air—even high up in the cheap seats.
Cheering on the boys of summer, we are reminded of innocence and magic and everything good.
Cheap Seats, Alabama
Oh…people will come…People will most definitely come. – Field of Dreams
spring training photos courtesy
of our neighbors Carol and Ashley Cheshire
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