Now this is a mighty skinny tree.
It was standing all alone on this beach today.
I suspect a human stuck into the ground
for some ritual or something.
My ritual is to catch my ball and hang in the air for as long as possible.
I run, aim, zero in on, and zap the living day lights out my ball every time.
How`s that for absolute perfection.
This new ball has a lot of potential,you know,
puts a smile on my Dad`s visage.
Everytime I snap it up....
he grins with satisfaction,
that he and I have mastered the art of ball catching
and kept a few more dollars in his pocket.