Harpist

On the golf course today I thought I heard an Angel playing her harp.

It wasn't that hot, only 96 degrees F.

It wasn't heat stroke, but yes, I heard a melody.

Lucky I had my camera and got the shot to share with you blippers.

At the clubhouse by the ninth green, a wedding was in preparation.

The harpist wasn't concerned at this point with Angelic melodies.

She was worried about feedback and the correct adjustments on her Amplifiers.