THERE IS HOPE

Closed today but not forever. Like most cities, we have a number of small breweries, some with enough volume to sell in stores, some just restaurant-sized. This is part of one of my favorites, Urban Chestnut. As a matter of fact, I am sipping one of their products as I write this. They call it Zwickel, described as Bavarian lager. Mmmm mmmm.         

Some People Were Happy

Nothing like a street full of sloppy bubbles to brighten your mood. I wonder what makes this so attractive. I'm sure it reminds people of fun times in childhood, but children are instantly attracted to bubbles without a reference point. My granddaughters sure are.     

It's That Time Of Year

It's opening week of the St. Louis Cardinals' baseball season. Mrs. C, Emily, Madeleine and I attended last night, watching the local heroes drub Cincinnati 14-3.

Madeleine stayed relatively still! There wasn't much room to wiggle in the crowd and maybe she is growing out of that grab-the-camera-and-look-at-me phase. In the third picture, the Cincinnati center fielder unsuccessfully tries to grab one of the Cardinals' many home runs.