Sunshine on My Golf Clubs

We celebrated the Presidents’ Day holiday by hitting a bucket of balls out on the driving range.


Ok, so there were a few clouds, we had to hit off the mats, and the grass was a little crunchy.

But we were out there hitting golf balls again.

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
We chortled in our joy.

Oh, Phil...

...say it ain't so.

He saw his shadow today.

Sigh.