Seventh Inning Stretch

June 2, 2017

..that’s right, it’s that time of year again; Baseball season…if you hadn’t guessed. But it’s America’s pastime and full of tradition. Mid-michigan Big Brothers Big Sisters held one of their annual traditions of attending the Great Lakes Loons game. In the infamous words of Alabama, in “The Cheap Seats” …I don’t often listen to country anymore, but one cannot deny this song or Alabama.

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…getting there…without mustard or relish(though both went on the brat for dinner.)

“We like our dogs with mustard and relish.

We got a great pitcher what’s his name.

Well we can’t even spell it.

We don’t worry about the pennant much.

We just like to see the boys hit it deep.

There’s nothing like the view from the cheap seats.”

 

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Creating a tradition…

Okay, we get box seats, and there’s no beer as it works best that way, but we have a good time, and wait…oh, you’re here for knitting…I’m getting to that. I took the knitting along. The knot sock is in the last repeat of the pattern and I’ll start knitting the toes then. With the exception of the national anthem (Which you stand for because it’s America, it’s tradition, and if you don’t…someone has a bat or glove nearby to ensure you’re standing or unable to. This is not a bitch about someone’s freedom to be a jerk, though I fought for that freedom…but they have bats, just sayin’)…okay, back to the knitting. The sock takes on a life of its own at this point, and I knit through most of the first half of the game till I got hungry.

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Terpander socks….one day, these will hit their own seventh inning stretch…)

It wasn’t a great game….but it was close. Let’s just say we were entertained. Later, my little and I went shopping and we got matching baseballs as our souvenirs. We each spend ten dollars and come away with a ball and a case(and her grandma supports this–thank goodness–last time she abandoned tradition for a first). If you’re raised on baseball, you learn not to ignore tradition. I’m just realizing how much I was likely raised on baseball…and my grandpa would kick my butt if I disrespected the game.

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More Terpander socks…or the backside, which is almost as pretty as the front…

Alas, there really was knitting, in public, at the game. There are no photos. Next time, I’ll have Mariah take one…she’s good at it, most of the time. She snuck a good surprise pick of a friend she’s met through the group.

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Beginning patio garden….from left…peas, weed/flower(hey, it’s surviving), your guess is as good as mine…echinacea (Hopefully, possibly in the heart coffee mug), and Calla Lily in purple in the back…

But you’re here for the knitting, so you thought, but now you want to take your knitting to the ball game…(do it, I dare ya; it’s another traditional pastime). But there was some other knitting I snuck in this week…I even made a special trip to get the photos, because how can you not love these socks… They’re gonna need a new shirt to go with them soon, just so I have another excuse to wear them(once fall sets in…). But they have 47 more rows to go before the ribbing…so, at two to four rows a week, these are mainly approaching they’re seventh inning stretch…though sometimes they need it more;-).

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Pumpkins which will not be defeated….this should get interesting…

Oh, and for the heck of it, here’s some of the patio garden recently planted. Wait till you see the piece d’resistance… We planted pumpkin seeds…prolific pumpkin seeds…and half of them laughed in the face of the lawn service’s weed whacker.

 

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