I was walking on the green and saw this view. Suitably inspired, I suggested two friends go onto the green as well. They looked at me with that what in earth does she mean expression I’ve grown to accept as my due, then agreed “Oh yes, let’s walk on the greenway.”
Back in England the green, as in village green, is that common area of grass where people congregate, play cricket, or maybe read books on benches while watching the ducks. But here, it seems, it’s the place where people play golf …
… which explains a curious mystery I’d been trying to solve. How did I, from a family where no one plays golf, end up on so many golfing email lists? Perhaps some Internet spying machine saw me use the word green on Facebook, Twitter and in blog posts. But why and how were they looking?
And who else is looking?
And who else is so completely mistaken about me?
‘Tis a strange new world, even more so when you wander into that gap where two nations are separated by a common language.
Sheila Deeth is an English American author, with two novels, Divide by Zero and Infinite Sum, published by Indigo Sea Press.