
My sister Amy’s kids divided the family up last night and we played baseball with a short aluminum bat and a bright green tennis ball. My father umpired the game from behind the plate. Peggi’s mom, my mom and and brother John’s wife watched from the porch. Peggi got a hold of one and knocked two of us in but it wasn’t enough to beat my sister Ann, her daughter Jann and Amy and her husband, Howie.
I found five golf balls today when we crossed the course today. I’m thinking a lot of golfers just drop a new ball when they can’t find theirs. I put 12 Crystal balls, all translucent pink or white, into a used egg cartoon and I plan on bringing it into my painting class tonight for Maureen. When we got back form our hike I blew the oak droppings off the roof. The oak mast is now clustered like tumbleweed all around our house.
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