not much pine

Years back the Gardener's college basketball coach wrote a book about "The Sweet Scent of Pine." It was about all you learn sitting on the bench, hoping for your turn to go into the game. The night before my mother became ill, we went to an exciting college game at the big arena in our city. There was not much bench sitting that day as foul trouble kept the bench active. I love a close game that keeps us on the edge of our seats, and this one did not disappoint. Plenty of action.

I was fascinated by the views of a packed arena. But what really impressed me was the people in blue standing at every section, facing away from the game (that must have been hard!) with full attention constantly focused on studying the stands. Watching for anything suspicious I guess. Yes I felt safer, but saddened that this has to be so. (phone pictures, sorry!)

Joining Mosaic Monday at Mary's Little Red House.