If you played as much baseball as I did, you know what this photo means.
Even on an empty field, I still felt butterflies as I walked up to the plate to take this shot. It was taken in the middle of the day, but I wanted it to feel like it was under the lights at night.
The baseball field was groomed this time and the bases were out on the field. There's something incredibly beautiful and serene to me about an empty, manicured baseball field. It's very nostalgic to me both for all the years that I spent playing and for all the years that I thought I would have continued to play.