AT THE GOLF LINKS

in Kijkduin, there is a spot where you (not I) have to hit the ball and send it over the pond. This morning as we stood at the shore we heard a curse and a flop or a thud (?) as the ball fell in the water. I liked the cirkles that it made and this is my blip.
At the seaside the sky was grey, the water green, many people with dogs walking and playing.
After a busy day yesterday my mood was a bit down. I trodded forth in the sand.
Piet Hein swam for a little while and off we went to home.

My haiku:

I missed the moon tonight
So I hoped for a little sun
Shining in my heart

And the proverb is spanish:

One mother/father can support ten children, ten children cannot support one father/mother.