....and it's not here yet, but in the immortal words of
Tony,
something great is coming.
You know, spring.
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Well, okay, the beaches are still closed, but still, we know it's coming . . .
. . . I mean, we can't tell by the weather, or the sky, or the air . . .
. . . but we know it's coming . . .
Could beeeeeeeeeee........
Who knowwwwwwwws.........
Oh, and also? Easter.
I mean, if
Easter is not a sure sign that something great is coming, well you tell me what is.
I know, right??
And besides closed beaches and freakishly early Easters? Well, my darling people, we have the quintessential harbinger of spring: Opening Day.
That's right: The Base-A-Ball. And what better way, what better place to celebrate?
One game down, 161 to play . . .
Now you know what do do, friends: Get your grills out and get your weinies out, and get to it.
The Air is Humming.....
.....and something great is coming.
4 comments:
Love it Ellie, and I'm singing West Side Story all the day... We're waitin' for you Spring... love you. mom
11-2, how embarrassing!
It is going to be a long season.
Love, Pat
I'm stuck on the "get your weinies out" comment. (Hee hee)
I have neither grill or weinie, but I'm a fan of spring. It's my third favorite season for sure!
And you behind the bar on opening day? Perfection. You look so trim and svelte and happy. I guess weinies and base-a-ball do that to a girl;)
xoxo,
Beth
P.S. my captcha is Oceanise, now THAT is cool, and maybe a sign of summer??
We might not be able to brag about our Padres, Pat, but at least we can always gloat about the whether. Spring was SO two months ago.
love seeing my peeps, miss you bastids.
xo
Jacquie
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