http://larca-tx.com/become-a-member/texas-windmills-sunset/ I have always loved baseball – as a player, as a fan, and as a photographer. It was only a couple of years ago that I stopped crouching behind home plate myself, and I will probably never tire of watching games in person (with or without a camera) or on a glorious HD TV. My son Dave developed a love of the game as well, and it always gave me a special thrill to see him playing, especially when donning the “tools of ignorance” behind the plate. So it gives me great pleasure to see that some of this has rubbed off on Austin, my 12 year old grandson.
I caught up with Austin and his Minor PeeWee competitive team a couple of times over the summer, and of course I brought my camera along to see what I could catch. Unfortunately, today’s baseball diamonds are often more like prisons than anything else, built with high chain link fences all around them and making photography as difficult as possible. Gone are the days when I could hang over a fence, or easily get as close to the action as I wanted. But baseball is still baseball, and I found a few fun shots on both occasions. Play ball!