Anyway, I managed to harvest the remainder of our grapes yesterday. Not as big an offering as we'd like, due to the incursion of the little masked bandits, but we (well, I say "we", but really mean T.C.) can make a few small jars of grape jelly.
At least at this point I've figured out what measures I need to take next year in order to keep the critters on the ground. I'm hanging on to a couple of the contraptions, that I'll simply re-install at the appropriate time next season.
Then it was time for nine holes of golf with T.C.
That's actually my "happy face". No, really.
We didn't completely suck. I only lost one golf ball, which is typically the means by which I measure my success or lack thereof. It's those damned water hazards. Some sort of mental block. I did manage to nicely shoot over one hazard on the way out, only to plunk one in to the adjacent pond on the way back (sigh).
And considering I found a pack of three brand new balls on that course a couple weeks back, my golf ball inventory count was actually on the plus side.
This is how we measure success. Lame, I know.
That's it for today. Short and sweet.
Thanks for stopping by.
Finding more golf balls than loose sound like a winner to me. Enjoy the grape jelly.
ReplyDeleteTHose yellow jackets are nasty. I remember the kids playing soccer in the fall and they went for soda cans...lots of stings!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on the water hazards...it's a mental thing. I try and make believe they are not there, sometimes that works, lots of ties it doesn't.