Seeing the splendour in ordinary things
On days like this, I love my job.
All day, I hooned around in the sunshine on a golf buggy, taking photos and playing iPod Roulette.
sneaky self portrait in the locker room
I don't know the first thing about golf but I just want to celebrate the "Lady Members' Area" (as the sign reads) at the golf club. The club isn't one of those horribly elite, ritzy places. It's got a really down to earth, 1960s, social vibe; kind of like your local pub on a Sunday afternoon, when families come in for lunch with their elderly inlaws, or like family holidays when you were younger. You get the feeling that the people who go there work hard all week making a living and looking after their families and like to go to the club for a bit of socialising in the sunshine.
You also get the feeling that people really love the place and the friends they make there. This was the impression I got after going into the "Lady Members' Area". It isn't modern or fancy by any means, but it has been kept beautifully neat and tidy. The following words don't make up proper sentences but I scrawled them on a post-it note when I was driving home and it seemed disingenuous somehow to change them: "every surface scrubbed clean. Clutter neatly put away into its proper place. Things arranged prettily. Fashion is irrelevant. Books shared. Warmth. Laughter. Reminded me of the summer camp in Dirty Dancing, or a school camp. Sweetness in the simplicity. "
little statue on a doily on the dresser
Happy memories on the wall above the couch. These picture went back a long way.
one of the shelves of shared books
I love it when I get to enter into a world that's different from the one I occupy.
All day, I hooned around in the sunshine on a golf buggy, taking photos and playing iPod Roulette.
sneaky self portrait in the locker roomI don't know the first thing about golf but I just want to celebrate the "Lady Members' Area" (as the sign reads) at the golf club. The club isn't one of those horribly elite, ritzy places. It's got a really down to earth, 1960s, social vibe; kind of like your local pub on a Sunday afternoon, when families come in for lunch with their elderly inlaws, or like family holidays when you were younger. You get the feeling that the people who go there work hard all week making a living and looking after their families and like to go to the club for a bit of socialising in the sunshine.
You also get the feeling that people really love the place and the friends they make there. This was the impression I got after going into the "Lady Members' Area". It isn't modern or fancy by any means, but it has been kept beautifully neat and tidy. The following words don't make up proper sentences but I scrawled them on a post-it note when I was driving home and it seemed disingenuous somehow to change them: "every surface scrubbed clean. Clutter neatly put away into its proper place. Things arranged prettily. Fashion is irrelevant. Books shared. Warmth. Laughter. Reminded me of the summer camp in Dirty Dancing, or a school camp. Sweetness in the simplicity. "
little statue on a doily on the dresser
Happy memories on the wall above the couch. These picture went back a long way.
one of the shelves of shared booksI love it when I get to enter into a world that's different from the one I occupy.
Soundtrack: the Whitlams' keep a light on and the hum of a golf buggy.
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