These hardy souls at 2:30 PM Saturday afternoon in 104 degrees in the shade according to my temperature gauge. The trees are giving up their leaves to conserve what little moisture they can reach. The groundhog searches for water and food. The grass is so dry it feels like you are walking on needles with bare feet. This did not deter the golfers from their appointed rounds. Their clubs kicking up dust ... how do they do it ... WHY do they do it?
Sunday, August 26, 2007
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