Despite the warm weather, there are some signs that summer is subsiding into fall. The days are shorter-- darkness fills the windows when we sit down to dinner at 7:30 or so. There is a hint of color in a few of the trees, and the squirrels seem super busy.
Today is also the last game of the season for our home baseball team, and we have tickets to watch them take on the White Sox in a late afternoon matchup. Neither team is any good; both have spent the last few years "rebuilding," and it looks like both have a ways to go if this year is any indication.
Even so, it will be pleasant to sit up in the third tier with a view of the river and the monuments. There will be a light breeze tempering the warm afternoon as we wave our caps, make some noise, and sing along to Take Me Out to the Ballpark one more time this year.
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