We are all officially moved in. And we have been working our tails off every day to get things moved in and set up and decorated. We are slowly realizing that this is a process that could take weeks, maybe months. It is the most fun hard work ever and I can see massive potential for our cute house.
But sometimes at night we need to take a break. Unwind if you will and enjoy the blessings living on a golf course can bring. So, we grab our favorite club and an empty sack and walk for an hour in the high grass searching for the perfect golf ball. We find battered and dirty ones, we find numerous range balls and one time I found one that had been blown to bits. It is a delightful and relaxing adventure and Raleigh will never have to buy another ball as long as he lives.
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These pictures of finding golf balls bring back all sorts of wonderful memories of the days when we had 3 little girls who would go searching for them on our golf course and then sell them to the golfers.
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