Polo Match

 I have an extensive Bucket List as many of you many know and seeing a polo match is near the top.  When we lived in Utah I did my best to find a match to go and see and while there is a polo team, I could never find when they played.  Each time Josh considered a job in a place, I would immediately look up polo in the area.  I was thrilled when we moved to Atlanta and found that there were actually numerous polo teams and field that we could choose from.  The bad thing about polo is that it is mostly played on Sunday and as it isn't my kind of Sunday thing to do I was once again foiled in my attempt to see a match.  Imagine my excitement when I found a polo group that played Tuesdays, Thursdays AND Saturdays.  Yep, I was thrilled.  

 The match was held in Atlanta which was a ways from us, but I thought it was worth it to cross another item of the list.  We got there and saw the surroundings and it was every bit as beautiful and picturesque as I had hoped for.

 I am sure we are going to go to MANY polo matches.  It was so exciting and I adore horses which made it even better for me. 

 Little discussion with the ref.

 We sat by a lady whose husband was playing in the game.  He also enjoys fox hunting and his name was Winship and I'm pretty sure he was right out of an English novel.  

 The box we sat on was 2 stories and I loved to see these little feet dangling from the above level.

 Scenes like these are the ones that fill my soul.  

 Lincoln found a polo ball that had been hit out and was told he could keep it (because one can always use a polo ball...).  It was definitely a highlight for him.

 Hunter we determined that he get a polo ball too.  He patiently waited for another one to be hit out.  It didn't happen and he was a little disappointed so we definitely need to go back :)

 We brought a picnic lunch and truly just enjoyed the afternoon.  Palmer had decided by the end of the match that if soccer doesn't work out for him, he would like to play polo.  I thought it was cute that he even made sure that he wore his "polo" shirt.

Definitely a memorable day which I hope to repeat often!