Glimmerglass

It's a night of longing for Cooperstown. The June woodsmoke is lilting through the window, carrying with it the unmistakable motor-memory association with October in Cooperstown. Brilliant foliage. Window shopping on Main St. Walks to our park at the foot of Lake Otsego, along Pioneer St., over to Rt. 80, and back for a sup at the Tunnicliff Inn. World Series time. Our time.

Oh, and there's a decent museum in town, too.

High summer would theoretically be the perfect time to visit this baseball-themed snowglobe, but after the last two years, I associate Cooperstown with the Autumn. Save me a Hennepin when the leaves start to fall.