Daily BB Meditations — May 1

The Pop of the Ball Hitting the Leather

The season begins.
The pop of the ball into leather echoes through empty fields and half-full parks.
There’s a sharpness to it — clean, true, full of promise.

Before the crowds swell, before the heat settles in, there’s this sound:
the ball finding the mitt, the glove collapsing around it like a heartbeat.

Stoicism
Beginnings are made not in noise and spectac…