How’s the day going? Glad you popped in for lunch. I’m making a few of my favourite salads for lunch.
Golfer Gary took me out for a round of golf yesterday at Unforgiving Meadows, and believe me: they were unforgiving.
Especially how I play.
And as I was going to find my ball when a tee shot went left — way left — into the bushes,
I thought what golf does. Golfer Gary took me with three of his friends.
And in the span of five hours, we became pretty good friends. We laughed, we encouraged eachother, and we had some thoughtful and respectful conversations.
When we said good-bye, we exchanged contact information — anf the opportunity to expand our friendship and, ultimately, love for eachother.
New friends are another gift from God.
Now, if the Good Lord could just give me a hand with me tee shot.
Ix it OK to drive down a one-way street backwards? And where can get a portable air conditioner for my car?
I’m just too darn hot to be grumpy.
Hey Grandma! I know you’re making those biscuits I like, but could ya turn the oven off?
And more ice, please.
Billy Shakes on summer
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
You can always golf on a hot day …
But, on a more serious note…