Brightly coloured lawn bowls on a bowling green
I took up the sport of lawn bowls (played throughout the British Commonwealth in the main) some thirteen years ago ,and it is something I just adored from the get go. I play it competitively as well as socially. It’s like chess on steroids – a great amalgam of eye/hand skills, individual technique, strategy, rules and etiquette ,combined with an immense variability of people (team mates and opponents)and playing conditions. Complex at times but a simple game at heart.
Those blue bowls with the bat motif are mine by the way. Every set of bowls is unique in size, weight and trajectory as well as decoration and are very personal to the bowler. Playing with bowls other than my own is like walking on the moon, sorta feels unnatural.
You learn a lot from playing a sport, not the least of which is not to take yourself, your mistakes ,and losses, so seriously. Mistakes and losses happen and you are what you are. And, in the end, if the game is not fun, maybe you are taking it way too seriously!
Ebb Then Flood 