Welcome Inga 🤗

Maybe you have something for the #artstr art club by #[3]​ and #[4]​

#photography #artonnostr

GN! 🌍🌛💤💤💤

#GN #moon #photo #artstr #picture #grownostr #nostriches #nostrplebs #plebchain #nostr #zap

Welcome to my secret base 😎

a painting about love 🫶🏼 #artstr #lovestr 35x35in oil on canvas

Thank you! 💜 I did take a walk and turned my day around. Made a fun little project out of it. 😁

Recognising the brain's tendency to replay and dwell on those states of mind is a first step. Make the rest of the day a not tough one. Light heart and light mind.

#Nostriches do you have any tips and tricks on how to chill after bubbling up with frustration? Today was a tough one... 🥶 #grownostr

pv good ppl

#artstr #lovestr

How else would I realize that I need to get a bottle of Pepto-Bismol the next time I verbally say out loud that I have an upset stomach, if it weren’t in my Facebook feed? (True story)

#artstr

These are better photos about the Moon as I posted yesterday. But not Red Moon, and these are older pictures (and was shot with my telescope not with a camera :-) )

#moon #astronomy #photo #picture #artstr #artchain #artonnostr #artwork #nostriches #grownostr #nostrplebs #zap #plebchain

This week I’m going to produce a new piece of work for @Nela and the theme for #Artstr #Art club but I thought it would be a right moment to share Edward hoppers

Morning sun.

This could be someone who has lost love and it’s reflecting on past events and how’s it changed her for better or worse but it also could be someone waking up to love. The sun kissing her body, the chatter of people outside in the street, the noise of the birds and colours of the earth. Something to think about.

I love when my dog looks down at me. It’s hilarious. She’s also black and tan.

😂 now i dont feel so bad sharing my doggos all the time.

I grew up in the evangelical church. I do not consider myself Christian anymore. I didn’t like or agree with the homophobia, sexism, etc often preached. However, some Bible verses still resonate with me:

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”

This perfectly describes the type of love that I would like to share and receive.

I haven't done a #grownostr post in a while. Let's talk about my love for #golf

I come from a golfing family, mostly on my mother's side. My grandparents played, my uncles and aunts all played, my cousins played, my parents played a little, and I played. My grandfather and my uncles were the ones winning all of the local tournaments, so I had big shoes to fill coming from a golfing family.

My grandfather, the patriarch of our golfing family, got me into golfing at the age of 10. Well, at least he tried. He took me to the range to hit some balls. At the end of the night, as it was getting dark, he said he would go out and hit all of the balls back so that I could hit them one more time before we headed home. He ended up hitting my with a golf ball. It was probably my fault for not paying attention 😆 I didn't play again for 2 years.

Now at age 12, it was time for me to live and breathe golf. I played 18-27 holes a day in the summer. My mother dropped me off at 8:30am on her way to work, I met my cousin and sometimes a friend or two, and we played golf all day until we got picked up at 5pm after our parents got off of work.

When I turned 16 and could drive, I was doing essentially the same thing. I would drive myself to the course and play all day, then hangout with friends in the evening.

I played and won various tournaments as a teenager. My cousin and I were best friends, but always highly competitive with one another on the golf course. We played together and against one another often.

In college, I rarely played golf, focusing my time on other things (not school work).

After college though, I joined my family's league team and was able to find the time to play once a week and a couple league or family tournaments a year. It was truly a wonderful time, being a young adult, playing golf with my cousin, uncles, and grandfather on weekly basis. It was great bonding time all around a sport that we loved. I will always cherish these good times and amazing memories we had together.

Our grandfather invited my cousin and I to The Master's down in Augusta, Georgia one year and wow, that was a hell of an experience. Actually, I think that was Katie and I's one year dating anniversary week. Oops.

Throughout my 20's and 30's I played a couple times a month and maybe one or two tournaments a summer. It was hard to find time to play now that I was married had a family. I don't know how my family did that when they were my age.

I haven't played golf for 3 years. I hurt my back playing in May of 2020. I wanted to heal up and take time off, hopefully to play again. Last summer I had surgery and was unable to play. I could probably play this summer if I tried. Maybe I'll go hit some balls some evening.

I still have the golf clubs that my grandfather custom made for me when I was 18. They are Ping Eye 2 clones called Tour Model 2. They shafts in the mare stiffer and men's stiff flex and the shafts are one inch longer than regular men's length. I could probably use a technology upgrade at some point if I ever decided to play again, but I just can't see myself playing golf with any other club. My grandfather passed away back in 2009. To me, the clubs are part of his legacy.

Even if I don't play now, I have friends that are getting more into the game and look for me often for teaching or lessons. I know a lot about the game and swing mechanics, having my grandfather in my ear most of my life, always teaching. I love to help my friends and talk about golf, even though I don't play right now.

Oh, I almost forgot! I worked at the local country club for several years in my late teens and early twenties. I worked inside the pro-shop and I also worked out on the grounds, mowing greens and tees, as well as doing tons of other manual labor. The pro-shop work was easier, but the greens work was more fun.

Do you play golf?