I stopped to take a shot of this baseball field if you could call it that.The field is small and made Tup of small rocks or gravel and weeds..This is what the village does for fun. They play tourniments on the weekends. All the games. start late in evenings and last till late.(I guess cause it never gets dark here) I can't help but think how fortunate we all were growing up and playing on grass fields and even then I remember complaining of the conditions of some of those.These people make the best of what they have and enjoy it.
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