One of the benefits of living where we do is the amount open space around us which is unusual in an urban environment. A mile from us is the University of Minnesota Twin Cities campus, affectionately known as "Moo U" to the locals (although being from Michigan I always thought Michigan State University took that title). There are at least 40 to 60 acres of test plots of various plants or vegetables being grown. Then there is the U of M Golf course. Walking around the course (which is surrounded by roadways, and is slightly more than a mile square) I can on occasion find an errant ball hit by some hacker ( I use this term as opposed to "slicer" or "hooker" which can carry different meanings). Yesterday though I hit the mother lode. In the course of one 45 minute walk I found 7 balls! This bring the total of balls found in the last two years to 16.
Now, I do not golf, having given it up several years ago because I too was a hacker. So the question is what to do with the balls. One thought is to give them to somebody that belongs to GA . But then, isn't that like giving a drink to an alcoholic? We could give them to my step-dad Don who plays in a league down in Indiana. Or we could give them to nephew Iain, our recently returned Army veteran. While we puzzle this out I will continue to walk, hoping to again strike the mother lode
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You could also give them to people who have little brown dogs who like to chase and play with them...or I suppose you could keep them for your cats to chase around the house as well! Blessings on your day!
I heard through the grapevine (Leslie) that you're looking at driving limousines this summer. The pictures tell me you are having an awesome summer.
God bless!
So Edith, is that a hint? As I found two more yesterday, I would be happy to donate them to the "little brown dog" fund! :)
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