Ree speaks much wisdom: Groverland is a way cool place and I can't wait for the new homestead(s) to be built. But don't disparage Spumoni South! I have some truly stupendous memories of feasts indulged in its hallowed halls. And how many times I'd make that left turn on Mellen-head Lane (Slow for Horses!), with car seats full of Publix bags and eyeglass lenses full of sweat. To think: in Goverland when it is time to hit golfballs you will have access to an actual fairway! No more need to launch them surreptitiously from the front lawn as we once did... into the parking lot of the church across the road... soaked in lighter fluid... alight... brimstone from a providential heaven.