View Out My Window

As I was making a cup of late afternoon coffee and waiting for the water delivery man to arrive, the rain had halted its heavy sprinkling and people noises were emerging. I looked out my window to this sight that made me giggle out loud. A man golfing on a door mat, with no balls. He disappeared for a moment, and reappeared with a handful of leaves he sprinkled on the door mat. Two curious kids paused to watch him practice his real swing on imaginary balls.

Part of me wondered what this scene was telling me. It does show something about the development of the luxury economy of which golf is a part. It might show that practicing in the alley of the complex is cheaper than going to a course or that he is a new golfer or that the summer rains are stifling for someone who would rather be golfing. I like to think it means that even golfers can be part of the neighborhood culture in China!

If you can zoom in (just click on the photo), you can still see the wet pavement and the leaves on the doormat.