Showing posts with label golf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label golf. Show all posts

Sunday, June 22, 2014

22 June 2014: Sunday ... High Clouds, Brilliant Sun Thru Window Shades ... TED Radio Hour on iPhone ... breakfast at a packed Crossroads ... lunch @ Hartefeld ... Doug leaves minutes after 3 p.m. for 7 p.m. flight

It's the GUY Radio Hour, I'm Ted Roz. (I found that spoonerism amusing this morning.)

MOM HAS TAKEN HER OWN SHOWER this morning (Hallelujah!). She also made her bed and folded clothes from a dryer load I placed their prior to her shower, but she has a "kink" in her back. Think she feels good about her accomplishment, though. 


"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."  ~ Henry David Thoreau 

I saw an elderly couple, similar in perspective (they looked alike), stoic, seated in a booth at Crossroads Restaurant this morning as Doug and I ordered our breakfast (Doug waffles and assorted pork sides, moi a broccoli scramble). Unspeaking, they turned to leave at the same time and got up from their seats, at the same time, and then, she smiled, which broke the frieze.


Hartefeld National, a premier Avondale golf club, features 18 challenging golf holes
designed by renowned architect Tom Fazio.

Great walk today with Dancer at Carousel, almost all off leash, we walked exactly 3.0 miles when we got back to the car, the lone one in the parking lot for Bark Park off Skyline Drive. Where was everybody? Watching Team USA tie Portugal, 2-2. The game was over when I began my walk -- Portugal tied it, literally, in the last seconds of the game on a cross and header (a beautiful goal) -- so USA now has 4 points and missed an opportunity to head straight into the Round of 16 and eliminate Portugal. But back to the reason for this cutline, our walk. It was wonderful and different, a trail that took me through the woods and back out onto a walk leading over the bridge, where Dancer plopped down and drank (I caught a photo of

her on the bridge from below ... Displaying photo.JPG).

Sunday, June 15, 2014

15 June 2014: Sunday ... well of replenishment ... emptying our lives ... Father's Day for the fatherless ... Nick from Bonaroo & Jack White ... walk along Pike Creek CC o'ergrown paths ...

Arrived at Church this morning right at 10:30 a.m. only to find that the choir was performing. I walked back behind the piano and sat next to Gordon. Did not have my music but I sang and it went surprisingly well. We did a piece, center stage that was mostly a cappella that was stunning in its beauty. Greg had to comment afterward and I spoke to Esther Steffens, who was familiar and appreciative of the composer (who I was unfamiliar with) but the melody was simple and utterly gorgeous in its composition, much like the Linz Symphony (which is on an entirely different exalted plain), composed in 4 days by Mozart. But the wonders of music, whether in the town of Linz well over 200 years ago or in a small UU congregation in the Pike Creek Valley is amazing in its reach and its breadth and its ability to move people. Nick felt the same way about the performer pictured below, who he saw at Bonaroo just the other evening. He told me about it today in his Father's Day call with such compelling passion. He truly loves music and it is so good to see that in him, passed from my father to me and now to him. Three generations.  


Nick's favorite performer, Jack White and his band, who he heard at Bonaroo (Nick's 4th visit to the iconic music festival in Manchester, Tennessee), and called it the best performance he'd ever seen by an artist. Two-and-a-half hours of nonstop playing, a fantastic guitarist who has a jazz mentality and plays freely with his band members, who surround him.


Where have all the mowers gone? Well, Pike Creek Golf Club is closed and now its cart path
provides a stellar walking trail through a beautiful landscape and a gurgling Pike Creek.

— with Dancer in Pike Creek Valley, DE.
Adult
Dancer's backyard roommate (yard mate, back mate?) appears to be a "Gray Catbird". It's a lovely creature but I have yet to identify its distinctive "catty mew" vocal sound. Stay tuned ... really. 

Got calls from Nick, first, from Bonaroo, where he'll see Elton John tonight and leave for home tomorrow, and then Lindsay later in the afternoon. 






Sunday, June 1, 2014

1 June 2014: Sunday ... Rev. Greg hit trifecta w/service today (Kathe sang and daughter - Rebecca and grandson - Darwin, attended) ... late walk on abandoned PC golf course ...

From our new minister, Rev. Greg Pelley, at the UU Society of Mill Creek, these words prior to a pause from sound emanation during today's service:

"Silence is being present to all the sounds,

not the absence of it."


Might not be exact (again, that's the journalist in me) but it captures the gist of his words.


My goodness, Susan is happy. You can't fake that smile. She has
found a true love and I am happy (really) for her. (As a personal
aside and selfish intent, I wish the same for myself in another person.)

A late walk along the asphalt cart path that snakes, up and down, the abandoned Pike Creek Golf Course was my venue tonight as the crescent moon rose and the shadows grew along the trail, where I saw no one and Dancer kept a healthy distance behind me, for most of the walk. She did go into the Pike Creek for a dip and I tried, unsuccessfully, to photograph her with a finicky, splattered flash image that did not work out. Well, the walk was worth it but I did cut it a little close. Made it back to the car shortly after 9 p.m. and then, the doggie do-do packet still in hand, drove around to the large trash container and deposited it within its cavernous and empty interior with resounding thud. 

Sunday, May 4, 2014

4 May 2014: Sunday ... Rev. Greg Pelley confirmed as our new minister ... Carpe dentum ("Seize the teeth") - Mrs. Doubtfire; double dinner at Bridges ... traverse entire PCV CC with Dancer ...

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Rev. Greg Pelley was confirmed by unanimous vote through a congregational meeting as our new minister.


Robin Williams is a genius. The movie Mrs. Doubtfire, where her teeth fall into her drink and she answers, "Carpe dentum, seize the teeth," to the hated suitor of her ex-wife in front of their children.

Dancer shakes it out after an earlier dip in Pike Creek during our walk that traced the abandoned Pike Creek Valley Country Club. According to my DigiFit app, a distance of 3.9 miles. — with Dancer in Pike Creek Valley, DE.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

6 April 2014: Sunday ... REV. Gregory S. Pelley's first service as a Reverend ... Clarion Brass ... Pike Creek golf course 3-mile walk w/fox ... Dancer's smile ... stocking stream trout ...

Photo: It's a beautiful Sunday morning in Delaware and Dancer's always engaging face adds to its brilliance.
It's a beautiful Sunday morning in Delaware and Dancer's always engaging face adds to its brilliance. — at Our home in Limestone Gardens, Wilmington, Delaware.