Summer Breeze
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If it weren’t for the line of trees, the golf ball would have gone straight into Pico Blvd. Yes, that’s right, this evening I went par-3 golfing at the risk of those drivers on their evening commute home on the adjacent Pico Blvd. Yes, I shot horrifically, yet it was simply wonderful to walk through the summer evening air here and feel the warm breeze off the Pacific a mere 5 miles away.
Simply this long walk (punctuated by errant 8-irons, duffed 9-irons, and heated putts) allowed me to truly be grateful to live in a city where you can actually get in some nature in the city (although I’m sure my readers from the Pacific NW, and the Atlantic NE will take issue at my definition of the word “nature”).
What’s sad is that this golf course (certainly not the above pictured one) is a 10 minute drive from my house and provides another reason to tenaciously stay at my current residence despite any roommates that may decide to abandon the neighborhood in search of greener pastures in Westwood, Brentwood, and San Bernardino. Perhaps this is just the impetus I need to get out-of-doors more often.
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