7/30/2009

Play Ball

Zane had never been to a Twins Game at the Dome. So we went with the United Methodists yesterday. About 40 folks from Fairmount came, and I saw people from several churches there, including my third grade Sunday School teacher (Marcelle) and the parents of my friend Ian (Toby and Marge). The last time I went to a game was with Ian sixteen years ago.

Zane and I got our hotdogs, Cokes and Cracker Jacks and a scorecard and settled in. My Fairmount companions laughed at me trying to keep score. "Do you know how to do that?" I responded, "It's been a long time since I was at a game; I need to pay attention and this will help." So I got a lot of help with all the codes you need to keep track of everything.

Zane wanted to say hi to the Bishop but we didn't see her in the crowd so he asked me to text her and say hi. (Where does he get an idea like that?) So I did, and she invited us to join her for the 7th inning stretch singing on the jumbotron. Zane told all the children in earshot what we were doing so I had five children when we caught up with her. There were too many of us for the event, but as always she was gracious and had all the children gather around her for the singing.

While we were waiting to sing the Twins got what ended up being the winning run, and shortly after we returned to our seats the game ended with a few tense moments -- 2 White Sox on base and 2 outs, then the final fly was caught. On the way out the door Zane and some other boys experienced the huge rush of wind that happens when the Dome doors are opened. It appeared to be as much fun as the game.

Next year the outdoor stadium will be ready, so I may not be back to the large white pillow again. But now Zane can say he was there, and saw a game, and I imagine we will be seeing some more baseball in the future.

7/24/2009

A Wide Angle Lens with Boys in Duluth




















We hadn't been to Duluth for a year, and Theo has been announcing that he wants to go. I had a bank account to close and have misplaced his birth certificate (so cavalier with birth children; all Zane's paperwork is duplicated and carefully locked up) so we made a last minute trip today. We lunched with a few folks and then headed out to Canal Park.














I had the wrong filter on, and the sun was bright and hot, but I'm just getting used to my new Tamron wide angle lens. I notice when I use the 10 mm setting the clouds look like pulled taffy. It's almost fish-eye.














But I can still get a decent shot of my son's face.














And we never tire of seeing The Bridge.

7/06/2009

Knee high by the Fourth of July


































Corn stalks at the end of my parent's driveway, last week.

7/03/2009

Transformed David

We still like stories where the young man wins against all the might and power of evil. I'm studying David and Goliath for Sunday's sermon. And this afternoon I went to Transformers 2 with my brother in law and sister in Albert Lea. (It was either that or The Proposal.) Yes, the movie was long, especially the last hour (it took longer for Sam to travel 2 miles in the movie that hour than it would me on foot in real time.) Yes, it is made for boys, by boys who must have grown up watching cartoons. (The cousins, in protest to us going without them, are watching the animated Transformers on the TV right now.) (Besides all the blowing up, I wouldn't want to explain all the references to boy anatomy in the movie should my children see it.)

But, the boy. The boy is victor against the greatest evil of ancient skies, with nothing but a sock full of hope and love.
And David, the boy, is victor against the giant, with a smooth stone and a slingshot and a heart full of faith.

Yup, the story still has a draw.

Armor




















I'm preaching about David and Goliath this Sunday. Quite a bit of the story is about Goliath's armor, and David's lack of it. So this cartoon caught my eye.