I know, the background is terribly distracting, cluttered. But when you step outside and are surprised to find your grandson being Tiger Kalib, you go with the background that you have, not the one you wish you had. Kalib places the ball.
Kalib pulls back the club for a swing.
Kalib swings! And misses!
He tries again. Boy, does he rap that ball!
Tiger Kalib and Tiger Caleb.
I hope this brings a smile to all you Kalib lovers down in Arizona. I know you can use one, right now.
*Cocoon mode: Until I finish up a big project that I am working on, I am keeping this blog at bare-minimum simple. I anticipate about one month (obviously, now, more than a month. Perhaps forever, it feels like).