Worn Baseball Glove in Dundee Village Lane

Wet cobblestones reflect the flat, white glare of a noon sky while a heavy leather baseball glove rests on the damp ground. Rain has left the surface slick and dark, against the tan, weathered hide of the mitt. The leather shows deep creases and a faded sheen from use. Thin grass blades poke through cracks in the stone, bent low by the wind that whips the glove slightly. The scene shows the quiet tension of early winter, where the cold air settles over the village lane. one drop of water rests on the edge of the glove's webbing.