A long summer ends
October 28, 2006
My year has but two seasons, summer and bummer. Last night, my summer reached its climax as the improbable St. Louis Cardinals won the World Series in five games from the Detroit Tigers. Today bummer has arrived, and I am slipping into semi-hibernation until the Boys of Summer begin spring training next March.
I am writing from a comfy bedroom in our third-floor condo apartment at the Lake of the Ozarks, looking out over a chilly lake sunrise; not chilly for me in my wimpy comfort, but undoubtedly bracing for those hardy souls in their bass boats zipping around the lake at 50 mph and 42 degrees. After they get the bass wide awake and mad, and after the sun warms the air a bit, and if I can overcome my sloth, I may hit the water for an hour or two of fishing. And, who knows?, I may catch a fish or two.
But it ain’t like it’s summertime anymore, not season-wise nor lifetime-wise, a not altogether unpleasant fact that occurs to me fairly often these days. The Lord has already blessed me with more summertimes than I deserve, but I still look forward to the beginning of another summer.
And another long season of major league baseball.
Dave, thinking deep thoughts this morning.
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