Beautiful Fall Colors
I didn’t know if I could get away wearing shorts for the early Sunday morning round of golf.
Wasn’t even a question.
I lost the light coat I had by the drive on hole 3.
Just a perfect fall day, and the leaves have turned colors. There aren’t many better places to look around at the beauty of God’s hand than on a golf course.
The problem being, I used colored balls, and I lost a couple of red balls in areas where leaves had gathered.
There was a point though when I looked around and thought…
…would t it be nice to have a few more months of this?
It’s not going to last, unfortunately.
Baseball season is winding down.
(Too quickly for the Yankees - who went ice cold at the dish).
There will be mornings of scraping ice off the windshield, and swearing about being freaking cold!
I got home from golf and immediately grabbed 2 balls and Ollie’s eyes got as big as saucers.
“Wanna’ play ball?” I asked.
His answer was a no-doubter.
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