We had a softball tournament all last weekend in Fergus Falls. I brought my camera and tried to get some good action shots. Unfortunately I either kept missing them or my camera kept focusing on the fence. I did get a couple decent ones out of the 269 that I took. No, I'm not kidding.
Also, please be advised that blogger makes my pictures look horrible. I'm not sure why. Maybe I have the width-to-height ratio wrong, but they always look very strange. Kind of like there are a bunch of little pixels that are all kinds of messed up. Just floating around with no purpose at all. The way digital pictures used to be seven years ago.
So, please be advised that blogger makes my pictures look as though I took them with a 1.7 mega-pixel camera from 2002.
This is, in fact, not true.
This was Darren's favorite picture. I actually took this one at their regular game Thursday night before the tournament. It's so gray-looking because of the fence. You'll just have to bear with me until I can afford Photoshop.
Darren at bat Thursday night.
Darren's dad, Pat, batting Thursday night. I like this picture because you can see the ball. You have no idea how hard it is to get the ball in the picture. Only happens about once every 50 pictures.
My last picture on Thursday night. Darren was getting tired of me snapping away at him so I had to stop. Then, of course, he wanted to look at all the pictures later and mentioned how few good ones I had.
Typical.
Ground ball to third.
One of my favorites, a double-play at third and first.
At bat.
Out at third!
I've been informed that my husband has good form.
Like I know anything about that.
I'm too much of a girl.
My father-in-law, Pat, running to second. Darren plays on his team.
During one of our breaks. I thought I was going to get in trouble for this picture, too.
He sort of has that look about him...
We camped at Maplewood State Park during the tournament. Pat was supposed to be starting the fire for s'mores. I think he really just wanted to play with the lighter fluid.
What's not to love about lighter fluid?
My in-laws. They're a hoot. :)
Hoot. Do people say that anymore? Maybe I should have said they're hilarious. Or awesome. Or wild and crazy.
They're wonderful, at any rate.
Me and the hubby. No, I'm not sure why my hands are on his head, but I'm tempted to say it was because he was misbehaving.
I could bore you with more photos of the next day's games, but I'll only force you to see one more softball picture.
They took first in the District.
Great job guys!
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