It’s golfing season

And we’re off.

A week or so ago, Tater and I decided it was time to start our golf buddy golf season.

He’d played a time or two solo.

Me, no.

So the cool round at Orchard Vali was not great for good shots on my end. He hit it better.

Little by little, though, some decency returned to my game as rust shook off my limbs.

Our smiles were in top form, though.

We’ll be back out, you know it.

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