Reflection

Out early as usual for golf, no competition so naturally played well though half-decent weather helped, stopped by big sis on the way home, brief chat with great niece Kyra shouted from a distance through sis’s phone, new loaf sliced for lunch as G’s oatmeal bread recipe delivered yet again, up to the allotment to cut the grass while it wasn’t raining, strawberries and coriander harvested, wildflowers in the neighbouring hut window caught my eye, Fantasy Football changes just before kickoff proved dubious again as my brief surge up the leaderboard stalls, a bit of telly, lights out.