Hole In One
While Liz and I were sitting on our front steps over the weekend, we watched a young squirrel shimmy up and down the tree in our parkway. Several minutes later, we heard a seed drop from the tree… and it landed right in this little divot in the driveway.
I don’t recall when that small divot appeared – a few years ago, when the city came to do some kind of inspection. One day, there was some spray paint and this perfectly circular chunk of missing concrete that appeared.
To witness this felt like being in the right place at the perfectly right time. No rolling, no sliding it – just straight in, thunk, done.
The little squirrel’s got quite the future as a golfer.