It was a brisk morning. The dew was still on the grass and the morning mist just starting to burn off with the rising sun. I stood on the hill looking out over the fairway.
Breathing in, I set up my stance then exhaled and swung. The ball sailed 160 yards out into the fairway.
"Not too bad", Eddie says as he walked to the golf cart.
We drove down
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I have no idea how people golf on the small course that is next to our river bike path. There are TONS of Canadian geese there, and they never leave.
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