The greens are perfect and even the sand traps look nice aslong as you are not in them.
Superputter was on his game with low straight shots and close to or at par on every hole.
Our curly, yellow-red tulips are now blooming.
The Grape Hyacinth with it's little bells remind me of the Texas Blue Bonnets a wonderful sight and one of the very best things about my home state.
Quote of the Day (Today it's a poem)
Gulfcoast Highway
(written by Nanci Griffith, James Hooker and Danny Flowers)
"Gulf Coast Highway he worked the rails
He worked the rice fields with their cool dark wells
He worked the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico;
The only thing we've ever owned is this old house here by the road
And when he dies he says he'll catch some blackbird's wing
Then he will fly away to Heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring
She walked through springtime when I was home
The days were sweet, the nights were warm
The seasons change, the jobs would come, the flowers fade
And this old house felt so alone when the work took me away
And when she dies she says, she'll catch some blackbird's wing
Then she will fly away to Heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring
Highway Ninety, the jobs are gone
We tend our garden; we set the sun
This is the only place on earth blue bonnets grow;
And once a year they come and go at this old house here by the road
And when we die we say, we'll catch some blackbird's wing
And we will fly away to Heaven come some sweet bluebonnet spring
And when we die we say, we'll catch some blackbird's wing
We will fly away together come some sweet bluebonnet spring"