I think, it is much fairer off the fairways at work. I am almost at a point, where I don’t understand, how folks are able to chase a ball in four hours over more than 10 km. Without pausing to have a look at the lovely wild corners that make almost half of the golfing grounds.
I could spend hours just roaming around way off any green on our golf course these days. It is just like paradise. The flowered meadows remind me of Monet paintings.