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Golfing…..  have you ever played or watched others in real life?

My husband and I got to this morning, watch that is. 

You would never in a million years get me out on a real golf course.    Putt putt golf with the grandkids for fun, sure, or a driving range to get rid of a lot of built up stress, yep probably, tried each of those once, already.  Enjoyed both, was terrible at both of them, but I had a blast!!  

But a real 18 hole golf course;  nope, nada, no way, not this old girl.

But it was a great time watching others play this morning.  Here they would come every 5 or 10 minutes, in their little golf carts, some all decked out in their golfing outfits.   We were close enough to hear every word they said, watch them tee off, and eventually make it to the green.

As I watched a variety of them, I thought, “Wow, golf is really a very healthy hobby, activity, sport; whatever the proper name would be,”  But when you think about it golf really is good for you.

Think about it, for a minute: Your outside on a huge golf course which means fresh air your breathing into your lungs.  You’re walking a lot, leaning over to place tees and pick up the golf ball, swinging the clubs over and over, which means your using your legs, arms and back muscles, and its a great cardio, because you have that heart pumping and blood flowing.

It seemed to some this morning that it was something they really enjoyed; especially the group of older women that played.  There were four of those dear little ladies, and they would stand and talk, tee off, encourage each other, laugh, gossip, and eventually load up and move on down near the green to proceed. 

 You could tell it was just four friends having a wonderful morning on a beautiful day, with the mountains all around them enjoying friendship, fellowship, golf and gossip.  I really got a kick out of those ladies.  It was fun for them, they weren’t great, some not even good, but they’d just laugh and chuckle and keep on playing.  

Then here come a group of older men after the ladies, our guess, it was the husbands.  Totally different scenario.  They weren’t laughing and talking and enjoying the sheer delight of being together.  Oh no, ain’t no way; its men, they are such competitive folk.  A couple of them was good, the other two not so much.  

But they cracked us up, it’s really wet from all the rain the last few days; so they would hit the ball and it would land over near the wood line, or in one of the many rain puddles; those silly men would just kick it where they wanted it then tee off.  You’d hear them say, “Well, can’t hit it in there.”  or “There ya go,”

They were hilarious, one knocked it way over the green, so I watched him to see what he would do.   He went over to it, kicked it up on the green, then picked it up, walked over near one of the other guys and dropped it.  Never did hit it, the other guy picked it up for him when they were done, and off they went to the next hole.   I guess he thought, well I’ll never make it anyway, so forget it, I surrender on this one. 

They were so funny, and definitely not playing by the book, just a group of old men making the rules up to fit them as they went.  But I suppose they enjoy it or they wouldn’t be out there on a crisp morning playing.

Then I watched a man coming down the fairway playing golf alone, well, let me rephrase that.  He was attempting to play golf.   Bless his soul, he’d get all ready to tee off, and it went maybe ten feet to his right in the wood line.   But he was persistent, he looked till he found it and went from there for the next attempt.  

Round two, he gets ready looks down toward the green, does his practice swing, goes for the real thing and bless him another few feet, definitely nowhere near where he was aiming for.  It took that poor man 15 minutes to get to the green, just a few feet at a time all 200 feet of it.  

I actually felt sorry for him and wanted to cheer him on at the same time.   I really admired his perseverance!   He didn’t quit, he didn’t move his ball to a better position for convenience, and someday I bet if he keeps at it, he will be great at golf.

Everybody has to start somewhere!

I would imagine if I tried, I would be like Goofy in the Mickey Mouse Cartoon.   I’d line it all up, act and look like I got this…..   practice swing, do that cute shuffle and wiggle and swing with all my might. 

Just to find that all I did was get myself all tangled up in a mess, totally missed the ball, but tore up plenty of ground around it, and just made a complete idiot of myself…. and then I know me… I would crack up and burst out laughing, and probably do the exact same thing all over again.

Well, that’s been my day, it has been absolutely perfect weather for such an outing and a very interesting and comical one at that.  

But there’s one thing I learned today to take away with me from this adventure, golfing just ain’t my cup of tea!

Toodles til next time!!!!


The Baby Question?

Oh my, I can’t start to tell you the times I make silly blunders, huge mishaps and stick my foot in my mouth….. just know its way too often.

Heres a story about one of those times.

I’m one of those folks that tend to speak first, think last……. or worse yet…. just say out loud whatever happens to run through my mind.

Case in point….. the baby question! You see, I absolutely adore babies and children. I have two grown children and four grandchildren of my own. I just love babies and children, ain’t no other way to say it.

So when I see a mother to be, I find myself smiling…. thinking ….. “Oh Father, a new baby on the way…. how wonderful.”

Well, you know what I do next… “I smile and say oh sweetie, when’s your baby due?”

Usually, this mom to be will grin from ear to ear, touch her belly affectionately and say…… ” in so and so months or weeks, whatever the case may be.”

A simple moment in our daily lives where two moms share a smile…

Well, I wish I could tell you it always goes so wonderfully well………. but, it doesn’t!!

I mean, have you ever seen a woman and think oh, she’s expecting? Our society today tends to be a bit “fuller” than in years past, I know I’m one of them. But sometimes it’s just really hard to tell. Hence, I need to learn to just smile and go on without saying a word.

But do I?????????????? Oh, no…….not this crazy old woman…………

Well, I was shopping a few weeks ago at the Walmart ….. I saw this lady and thought she was with child, so to speak…. then it happened…

I say “Oh bless you, dear, when’s your baby due?”

Y’all know what happened next, or maybe you don’t…. I hope you don’t speak first and think last like I do.

If you can stay quiet at times like this, it will save you a lot of grief and embarrassing moments, I promise…

But anyway, I was told in no uncertain terms she was not pregnant and she went off pushing that buggy so much faster than before, and I’m sure really….. really… really mad at me…..

Oh my…… opened mouth and inserted that foot clear to the thigh that time.….. What was I thinking???

And I wish I could tell you that’s the only time, but well it ain’t?

My granddaughter and I were at the Sonic drive-thru one Saturday afternoon, stopped to get some sweet tea of course…. us southern girls, love our sweet tea!

But when I got to the window, this young lady looked pregnant. I said, “oh look she’s expecting.”

My poor granddaughter, bless her heart……. she says……“Nana don’t you do it, don’t do it!!”

Well, I didn’t but would have had she not told me not to. I just can’t help myself… I love to see expectant moms, knowing there’s a new baby on the way… it’s a true blessing to have children!!!.

But thinking about it now, one of these days…. I’m gonna end up with spit in my sweet tea, or some not so nice words spoken to me…… but, well nowadays you just can’t tell sometimes!!!!!!

The Hawk

the hawk

How many of you really love nature?  Oh, I do, so very much!!

For starters, I was raised out in the country, a little community where everybody knew each other.  It was always quiet and peaceful and safe.  You left your windows up at home, during the day, at night; even while you were gone.  Goodness, you could even leave your door unlocked, home or not. 

I grew up with lots of trees, fields, creeks and of course animals.  I remember as a child, I used to love to watch the squirrels run across the power line at the road where we lived.  They would scurry around with their acorns on that line.. I found it so peaceful to watch.

Then there were all the times we would go riding through the mountains, or down to the river to play or swim.   I love living in the state of  Tennessee!  That’s in America, look it up sometime, it’s really a very pretty place.  Mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes and a whole lot of countryside.

 So see, I love nature… and rightly so!  I’m in my fifties now and absolutely love watching the rabbits and their babies, that live in the woods near our yard.  They come out every evening to nibble on the clover in the yard, and I find them so very relaxing to watch.

Then there are the birds!!  We keep feeders out year round, and we have so many birds in our yard.  We have cardinals, blue jays, robins, songbirds, wrens, doves, and the list goes on and on.  Oh, how wonderful it is, to just sit and watch the birds and listen to them sing!!

Goodness, I love those birds!!  I hang four ferns on my porch every spring, in anticipation of the wrens coming to build their nests.  And do they?  Oh my goodness, yes, every year!!!  We usually have two or three different little families born each spring. 

I so light up when I see them flying around the ferns each spring.  They will bring a piece of a pine needle from here, or a small little twig from there, maybe a little bit of hair or grass or string.  They bring most anything they can find to make that little nest cozy for their upcoming babies.

And the sheer delight when you peak in and see those little eggs.   But the greatest joy is when those eggs hatch, and we have new little baby birds.  I’ve seen birds in all stages, from just a few hours old, to a couple of days, to full grown.

And the sheer delight of hearing them talk and sing as they get old enough to call for their momma.  And does she come to them when they call?  Oh, you bet she does… nurturing, feeding and taking care of them.  But that’s what we try our best to do as a momma, ain’t it?

You can tell, I really love nature and the birds… well, except for one in our area.  The hawk!!! 

I know the Lord up above, created them…. but for the life of me, I just don’t like them.  At least not the one in our neck of the woods, anyway.

You see, that stupid old hawk is always lurking nearby.  I guess he sees and hears all the birds we have here in our yard and the trees.   He probably thinks to himself …  “Oh yeah, free meal. and easy prey”

I see him often flying around above our yard, or landing up in the big maple tree.  He’s just waiting for a chance to snatch one of the little birds as they are flying around from spot to spot, or their home to the feeders.

I get so mad at that thing.  I was out watering the plants the other day, the birds were singing, it was a beautiful peaceful glorious morning.  The babies have matured enough to leave their nest but still stay on the porch a lot in the ferns or in the trees and shrubs nearby.

Well, one of those babies flew from the ferns, and here came that stupid hawk.   I yelled at the crazy thing like it was gonna listen………. what was  I thinking?

Then I proceeded to try to spray him with the water hose… again what was I thinking?

But one of these days I expect I may go beyond yelling at it, or spraying the water hose towards it…… to just digging out that red ryder bb gun and just giving him a polite little warning….. dog gone hawk!!!

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