Thank you, Brandon Inge

Brandon Inge is no longer a Detroit Tiger.  And I am sad.  The face of the Tigers for so many years, especially the thin ones, is no longer on the roster.  Maybe it was time.  But I'm not sure the next time we will see a player with such a love and enthusiasm for the game play it with such pure athleticism.  Inge has been my Tiger since Bobby Higginson last wore the Old English D.  Thank you, Brandon Inge, for giving me a reason to watch, years ago, when the Tigers rarely won a game, just to see what amazing play you might make at third base.  Thank you for supporting the community.  And thank you playing your heart out, every day, with such a love of the game.  You will be missed.

Hope Springs Eternal

I have been in a blog-subject drought lately.  Work has been taking up most of my thinking time recently.  But tendrils of creativity are swirling around in my head....

My hockey team won its rec league championship a couple weeks ago.  Our new season starts back up Sunday.

 NHL Hockey playoffs are in full swing (come on, Wings!).

The plants are growing  at an amazing rate, thanks to the early Michigan spring.  We even harvested our first asparagus last weekend.  And it was good.


My perennial dining companion has given me a plethora of new cookbooks to explore.

And baseball is back.  Go Tigers!

Life is good.