Friday, July 10, 2009
Glorious evening on the golf course -- just the right temperature, beautiful blue skies and interesting clouds, not too many bugs, wonderful golf companions, purple liatris and yellow daylilies coming into bloom in the flower beds, the second crop of young robins chirrupping and adolescent crows squawking at their harried parents to be fed; and me with just about enough energy to get through nine holes.
Not playing well, of course -- but well enough to enjoy myself. Until I landed in the sand on the ninth and despite three mighty swipes, was unable to blast my way out. No big deal: I picked up, watched the others putt out and headed for the club house.
A lovely start to the weekend.