I've been in my new place for 6 months now, and tonight was the first time I shot baskets under moonlight. I forgot how majestic it is, and especially how much I missed it.
The odd time, when I am in town in the middle of the night, I'll go to the Hume School to toss up some hoops under faint shadows from the distant streetlights on Nelson Ave. I love doing that...a lot! I do the same thing, shooting under distant light, at Mt. Sentinel High school and Lion's Park too. There really is something special about it. When the cresting moon starts appearing over the mountain ridge and lights up the ball hoop in the pitch dark sky it is a different kind of special though.
When there's nobody out but the crisp air, the shadows of my wandering doggie, the silhouette of the ball hoop, and me with a ball I can barely see...siiiigh...is a piece of heaven on earth for me. It's just so serene in a really beautiful way. I was happy to get reminded of that tonight.
Stuff Writin' About Kinda Guy
I am a simple guy who likes to dream of the impossible and go after it. I have found fun in writing about my journey as well as other things that inspire me too.