(http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/haiku.htm)
On our recent vacation Mars and I were hiking every day in an arroyo in Santa Fe, New Mexico. As we walked I was trying to compose a haiku about the experience.
Over a two-plus week period ours, and those of the dog with which we walked, were basically the only footprints visible on the dry, dusty earth. So I was trying to conjure up something about "leaving our mark on nature" or "the permanence of man's imprint on the natural world".
But all I was able to think about was the indentations that flying golf balls make when they flop down onto the green, and the golf etiquette that asks those of us who play the game to leave the course in a better condition than we found it.
The Most Basic Rule of Golf
Repair your ball mark.
Bend down. Gently move the grass.
Others are coming.
Repair your ball mark.
Bend down. Gently move the grass.
Others are coming.
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