You brought me back 30 years to a vacation near Kiawah island. My 5 year old saw hundreds of white golf balls on the grass behind the condo that we were renting and wanted to go see. Not being golfers- I didn’t know!
As we collected a few in amazement we suddenly heard whizzing and looked up to see golf balls raining down. WTF??? It then dawned on me that even though we couldn’t see it , we are on a driving range. Off we ran with a memory that we still laugh about. Thanks for the reminder!
That golf ball became symbolic of what can happen when making that spur of the moment decision -to go off the planned course . Unintended,unexpected joy.
"This discovery, indeed, is almost of that kind which I call Serendipity, a very expressive word, which, as I have nothing better to tell you, I shall endeavor to explain to you.... I once read a silly fairy tale, called “The Three Princes of Serendip”: as their Highnesses travelled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of ... now do you understand Serendipity?"
Back in the earlier 1960's when we would ride our bikes about 3-4 miles to go to the putt-putt golf course, I recall having the hardest time deciding what color ball I wanted to play with. Looking at that picture, it would still be a hard decision.
Reminds me of this song John Lydon (Rotten) wrote for his wife before she passed away after a long ordeal with dementia. There sure is something about being a true loving partner to someone, and the memories that will continue throughout eternity.
Some people don't want any relief. When I occasionally post something nice, a few people unsubscribe—because they want nothing but endless doom, apparently.
Yep. Humans have a strong negativity bias, though. Probably a result of evolutionary survival mechanisms. It takes an active thought—"focus on something positive!"—to tear many of us away from our natural focus on threats and things to overcome or make better.
You brought me back 30 years to a vacation near Kiawah island. My 5 year old saw hundreds of white golf balls on the grass behind the condo that we were renting and wanted to go see. Not being golfers- I didn’t know!
As we collected a few in amazement we suddenly heard whizzing and looked up to see golf balls raining down. WTF??? It then dawned on me that even though we couldn’t see it , we are on a driving range. Off we ran with a memory that we still laugh about. Thanks for the reminder!
That golf ball became symbolic of what can happen when making that spur of the moment decision -to go off the planned course . Unintended,unexpected joy.
❤️❤️🔥❤️❤️
"This discovery, indeed, is almost of that kind which I call Serendipity, a very expressive word, which, as I have nothing better to tell you, I shall endeavor to explain to you.... I once read a silly fairy tale, called “The Three Princes of Serendip”: as their Highnesses travelled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of ... now do you understand Serendipity?"
—Horace Walpole, January 28th, 1754
Ha! That's kind of a crazy place to put a condo, no? Or a crazy place to put a driving range…
Does your 35-year-old still remember?
Yes- lol, hey mom remember that day … he stuffed his pockets full. The dilemma was - how to return them. We didn’t !
I'm sure they don't mind!
That was priceless, my friend. I am moved to tears. Thank you.
Thank you. That is how I felt as I wrote it.
Very poetic and sensitive Christopher!
Back in the earlier 1960's when we would ride our bikes about 3-4 miles to go to the putt-putt golf course, I recall having the hardest time deciding what color ball I wanted to play with. Looking at that picture, it would still be a hard decision.
Fluorescent scarlet-pink FTW!
Reminds me of this song John Lydon (Rotten) wrote for his wife before she passed away after a long ordeal with dementia. There sure is something about being a true loving partner to someone, and the memories that will continue throughout eternity.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HURFlF8CyV8
That was very touching.
To experience more of that kind of thing in this world. A noble goal, could heaven be much out of reach?
This is heaven too!
The AI-generated picture didn't do the colors justice, but I could see each one in my mind's eye as you described them.
Then I did my job!
I love this love story so much. It happily reminds me of my own. 🥰
I am so glad!
I am glad you found it so.
Some people don't want any relief. When I occasionally post something nice, a few people unsubscribe—because they want nothing but endless doom, apparently.
Yep. Humans have a strong negativity bias, though. Probably a result of evolutionary survival mechanisms. It takes an active thought—"focus on something positive!"—to tear many of us away from our natural focus on threats and things to overcome or make better.