Sunday morning homily XXVII

There's just something about waking up early on a Sunday morning.

To sit on the back porch, a freshly brewed cup of coffee in hand, and watch the sun's rays peek through the branches of black walnut and oak trees. To watch worker honeybees flit from flower to flower, performing their missions. It's relatively quiet, too, with only the songs from birds filling the backyard.

With Florida's warm weather gaining steam, I know the months ahead will limit these opportunities. It's just too darn hot most days to enjoy the best of what the balmy Sunshine State has to offer.

Still, though, we're likely getting our last reprieve of cool, dry air over the next few days. Now that we've been down here a few years, I'm thankful I know enough to enjoy it.

Even if it means waking up early.

Football, in an arena?

As much as I'd like to take in our first Tampa Bay Rays game of the season, we're heading over to Tampa later today to check out the Tampa Bay Storm in our first-ever Arena Football League game.

From what I hear, the game's pretty exciting and the talent level improves each year. Sure, it's not the NFL, but the sports does produce lots of scoring and, as a result, excitement.

Given the lack of both during Lightning home games this season, I'm hoping that holds true.

Crowned

Hound Central 3.0 extends its congratulations to Boston College for winning the NCAA men's hockey championship last night. For the Eagles, who beat Notre Dame, 4-1, to claim the title, it is their third national championship.