August 28 - September 1
soak in the joy of clouds
moving and merging above
sprinkled with swooping and
looping tree swallow specks
flying between the blue and the white
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August 28 - September 1
soak in the joy of clouds
moving and merging above
sprinkled with swooping and
looping tree swallow specks
flying between the blue and the white
You know, when I look at clouds or think about clouds, no matter where or when, my brain immediately swoops back to Mr. Cope, the sixth grade teacher who "straightened me out". Every Friday the class would be broken up into three teams, two rows per team to play a game of "baseball." He had a 4x4 piece of plywood attached to the blackboard, painted in iconic green with white strips for the various field markings. There was a light at each base that would come on to represent a runner and three lights in the outfield to track outs. Only two teams played each week, and the captain of the third team would "pitch" questions from a box of…