Grandkids and the Wind

We keep a large ball for the grandkids to play with out in the yard.  The one we have now is not the first one, the first one met an unfortunate and unanticipated demise.  Anyway, the ball is for the grandkids but they are not the only ones to act on it.  There is also the wind.  When I mow the yard, I usually have to gather the ball in and put it away, which is just out of the way while I mow.  Then, the next time the grandkids are here, the ball ends up out in the yard again.  And between times, when the grandkids are not here, the wind plays with it, blowing it around the yard here and there.  Yeah, come to think of it, sometimes there's not much difference between the kids and the wind, as far as the ball is concerned.  And in more ways than that, as far as that goes. So, the last few weeks, while I haven't started mowing the lawn yet, the wind has been at liberty to blow the ball around as much as desired.

We've had a pretty windy spring (pretty typical), each time I'd look out in the yard the ball would be some place different.

It has traveled far and wide, all over the yard, from one side to the other and back again, up by the house and back by the back fence. All over the place. It would get stuck in a corner for a day or two but then the grandkids would come by and rescued it again, setting it free to roam wherever the wind would take it.  Kind of amazing how well traveled that old ball is.