Ok so the family sport when I was young was skiing. Every year my parents would take me out somewhere, which usually included a week off school, and we would just ski. I loved those times. Then around high school it kind of trailed off. Understandable, I'm not a kid anymore and it is not a cheap venture. But recently I have been golfing and man is it fun. I don't even understand the lingo yet. I hit as many bad shots as I do good ones but the game is so much more than being able to deliver consistant precision and a low score. Granted I'm not keeping score and I've only been out 4 times my entire life, but still I'm enjoying it and it's also something that is family related. It doesn't have to be but so far it has been and probably will be for the most part. In any case I love the game.
I think it's so nice to be out in the (well groomed) lands with the open sky and a small breeze. Listening to the birds and the bugs and the 'plink' of the clubs. The smells of flowers and the occasional cigar. Once today I even knelt down and touched the grass wich was very different than normal grass. Not in texture but in context. (Hard to explain)
It's also nice to have something like the ski situation regarding the family. Though I don't think my Dad is much of a golfer (Volleyball is a more likey candidate there and I love volleyball a bunch as well.), but most of my Moms side is. Generally, I am not considered a family oriented person and I think by now they all know it. Regardless it is nice to be out on the greens laughing and soaking it in. Reminds me of days gone by.
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