Monthly Archives: November 2015

You just never know what adventures await as I walk up to the Clubhouse. Today, for example, while putting on the eighth hole, I was standing over the ball, ready to pull the trigger, when I heard someone scream my name…DENISE!  I abruptly stopped and looked up to…

Messages from the Angels are abounding and unceasing. Sometimes, they come lickety-split, like today on the fourth hole.  As I was standing over the putt I heard car brakes screeching in the distance, even though this hole’s proximity is not close to a street. I dropped the…