I love baseball season.
I appreciate everything about it. I love the feeling of the warm sun on my skin and breathing in the brisk air. I love the sound of the bat cutting into the wind, the smack of the metal on the leather of the ball, and the conversations in the crowd of the proud parents sharing their prophecies of their player's potential.
I also love that every time my brother has a game, he is sure to tell me the time and the place, sometimes even before the rest of the family. I think he is hoping that I come equipped with my camera gear, and sometimes I do.
I can't wait to see where my motivated little brother goes, as well as the rest of the team!