Best Day Ever

>> Thursday, October 27, 2011


As summer winds down and the leaves begin to drift to the ground, I find myself edging into seasonal grief-mode because...

I'm a golfer

Before you get too impressed, a disclaimer:

--I've only played three years so it's okay that I'm not very good.

--Have no idea what my handicap is (or even what it means.)

--My swing is probably atrocious according to serious linksters.

--In order to compensate for my ball sailing right, I stand cockeyed to the left.

--Double-digits happen.

--I often lob my tee shot all of five feet...and then take a second.

--I buy Noodles (my favorite ball) in bulk.

But none of this matters because I'm totally in love with the game. From the minute I stepped on a course for the first time and my nephew said, "OK, hold here, link your fingers like this, pull back, and HIT," I was completely hooked.

I think it's a combination of beautiful surroundings that I don't have to maintain, soft breezes, and communing with nature. And I have a little bit of a competitive streak too, but usually only with myself. I tend to get frustrated when I don't play well...which of course, just makes me play worse.

 A few weeks ago, my sister and I decided to take advantage of one of the final mild days of the season. We hit our favorite course on a sunny Monday afternoon and marveled at the fact that for the most part, we had the place to ourselves.

Golfing in the fall brings about it's own special challenges: leaves and long grass. While the scenery was even more breathtaking than usual, we spent an inordinate amount of time looking for balls. But no complaints:  We had a marvelous time

We both played pretty well and even sprang for a second nine holes since it was just too gorgeous to stop.

At one point, we had a spectator. He was crossing a fairway and seemed rather perturbed that that we dare disturb his trek.

I inched in for a close-up with my cell phone while ignoring the wild look in his eyes. Probably not the smartest thing I've ever done but I did get cool pix.

Eventually he decided his photo op was over and hustled on his away (as much as a two foot turtle can.)


All too soon, we finished, savoring the memories in an effort to make them last till next spring. 

Woo-Hoo for the best day ever...

At Least Till Next Year!


Joanne Sher October 28, 2011 at 11:33 AM  

Fun post, Kim (but, just to prove your point, I'm going to let you know it's actually "FORE" LOL). NOT a golf fan, but I love the nature part.

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