Signs of Spring

After what felt like the longest winter, ever and certainly some evidence that global warming has not arrived in the Pacific Northwest, I offer a few signs of spring.

Soccer season is here. Granted, the first game was played in a skiff of snow, by 12 year old boys wearing under armor, hats and gloves, but if you wait long enough, or travel far enough* you will really feel that spring is here. Spencer's team, the U-12 Pumas, are in a new league, and playing with a slightly bigger team (on the field). All the boys seem to have grown during the winter, and everyone is playing better than ever...including Spencer.

Now, in case you haven't heard, soccer is the "universal game", the real football. While the Pumas are still working through the concerns of how many bumps, bruises and scrapes they are willing to have after each game, this sport is so cool. I can't believe how much running they do. This is a rough sport too...no pads, no helmets, and a whole lot of roughness.

Ah...boys...love 'em!

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*last weekend we travelled nearly 4 hours for this game in Yakima, WA (a warmer part of the state)...