Outhouse

I walked down to the outhouse this morning. The tamarisk are in bloom right now. I thought the pink framing it would be pretty. I should have done this a couple days earlier when the buds made the trees more pink. There is always next year.

I spent about an hour just taking pictures and enjoying the morning. I walked up the path to the 18th tee box. Looking down, I saw there was someone else that had the same idea as I did. (see extra)

I am grateful this is all so close and the course is closed on Monday mornings, giving me a chance to roam without fear of getting hit by a little white ball.