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Good Twofer Tuesday Morning, all bodies.
Well, wouldn't you know it. We've got about a week here in Kissimmee and I wind up sick. I've been working on it since I got a scratchy throat almost immediately after I pruned the night jasmine to hang Christmas lights up on the trellis. C'est la vie!
And, the only thing worse then laying in bed sick on vacation was watching another NFL playoff blowout on TV. Maybe, they should rethink this "Wildcard" games concept. Three of the six games stunk!
So my sister and Tee are out and about checking the amenities and perks and I'm sitting here with a third cup laughing my ass off at the goings on just outside the living room window.
The window overlooks a golf course and it is so entertaining. On the one side of the rough is the green and on the other side of the rough is another green. In between is a whole lotta lost golf balls because the rough is a swamp full of marsh grass, lily pads, and shore birds.
So funny to watch the myriad of golf swing styles not to mention the care with which they "address" the little white projectile!
An occasional buzzard circles looking for decayed balls. Two huge sandhill cranes landed on the narrow green and blithely turn their heads as two golf balls zoomed right past the patio window. A minute or two, two guys got out of their cart and started searching for those misguided golf balls. I think one was found!
Off in the distance, on the other side of the rough, a golfer gets out of his cart with club in hand searching left and right poking the marsh grass for his faux pas! So funny!
The dude tippy toes his way further toward the green's edge scattering a bunch of white egrets. I watched for over five minutes and never saw him bend over to retrieve the ball nor did I see a shrug of his shoulders before he climbed back in the cart to drive away!
No more cups... Might be time for some wine!
Copyright 2022/ Ben Bensen III
Well, wouldn't you know it. We've got about a week here in Kissimmee and I wind up sick. I've been working on it since I got a scratchy throat almost immediately after I pruned the night jasmine to hang Christmas lights up on the trellis. C'est la vie!
And, the only thing worse then laying in bed sick on vacation was watching another NFL playoff blowout on TV. Maybe, they should rethink this "Wildcard" games concept. Three of the six games stunk!
So my sister and Tee are out and about checking the amenities and perks and I'm sitting here with a third cup laughing my ass off at the goings on just outside the living room window.
The window overlooks a golf course and it is so entertaining. On the one side of the rough is the green and on the other side of the rough is another green. In between is a whole lotta lost golf balls because the rough is a swamp full of marsh grass, lily pads, and shore birds.
So funny to watch the myriad of golf swing styles not to mention the care with which they "address" the little white projectile!
An occasional buzzard circles looking for decayed balls. Two huge sandhill cranes landed on the narrow green and blithely turn their heads as two golf balls zoomed right past the patio window. A minute or two, two guys got out of their cart and started searching for those misguided golf balls. I think one was found!
Off in the distance, on the other side of the rough, a golfer gets out of his cart with club in hand searching left and right poking the marsh grass for his faux pas! So funny!
The dude tippy toes his way further toward the green's edge scattering a bunch of white egrets. I watched for over five minutes and never saw him bend over to retrieve the ball nor did I see a shrug of his shoulders before he climbed back in the cart to drive away!
No more cups... Might be time for some wine!
Copyright 2022/ Ben Bensen III
