There, peeping above the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for awhile. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up and out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing; there was light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. J.R.R. Tolkien

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Spring Sports

Both boys are in sports this spring. For the first time, we let them each choose a sport in the same season. Last night, baseball practice was so cold, two kids walked off the field and went home. This morning, we shivered on the sidelines thinking it looked odd to see snow on a soccer ball. Tonight, baseball again. Spring sports are cold. Wow. I don't think I'll put away the winter coats just yet....
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