Wait. Wait a minute. What happened here?
It’s here? Already?
Holy Moly!
It seemed like only yesterday I was whining like a little boy who had his lollipop taken from him by a big bully – the lollipop being Saratoga Thoroughbred Horse Racing and the big old bully being time.
But we’re here.
Holy moly we’re here!!!! Three days to go.
With real life constantly getting in the way of daydreaming, writing, fantasizing about the cool Adirondack breeze filtering through the trees outside the paddock I must – I tell you I must – find a way to appreciate the beauty, the perfection, the all out glorious life that is Saratoga Springs, NY.
To those of you who live there, I do envy you.
To those of you who get to be there for opening day, have a blast.
To those of you who spend an entire racing season up there, I’m certain you already know the blessings that come with it (and, I’m sure, difficulties … but these are rose colored glasses I’m wearing when I write).
Until Friday then, dear friends.
