This brings back sweet memories. My buds and I used to keep a field mowed for the games. Typically used our t-shirts as the bases. Never could field enough for two teams, so always improvised.

I cannot recall the last time I saw a couple of kids playing catch. Sadly, they will never enjoy the sweet aroma of playing ball in a freshly mowed field of clover.

"The whole problem with the world is that fools & fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubt" Bertrand Russell