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.

Grouchy

Midwinter and the greens and fairways are still snow-covered. We find that we are feeling a bit grouchy lately.

Could it be the lack of golf? It has been over a month since we played a round at our frosty but pre-snowpacked Civitan Golf Club.


Garrison Keillor reported yesterday on Prairie Home Companion that the residents of Lake Woebegone have been grouchy this week—starting with the waitress at the Chatterbox Café who is threatening patrons with alarming ways of warming up their coffee cups.

They, too, have been covered with snow and gray days for quite some time now.

We all await the news from Punxsutawney Phil.

Come on, Phil, send us some springtime. We need to get out there and play some GOLF.

Western Wallop

The Weather Channel calls the pattern that we currently in the “Western Wallop.”

To us, it looks like a lot of SNOW.

It might be global warming, an El Nino year, the advent of another Ice Age, or the Dawning of the Age of Aquarius.

It might be just a lot of snow.

What we do know is that our ability to play golf is severely limited right now. When our golf courses are sitting under a few feet of snow, we just can’t get out there, mostly because the courses are closed.

Our golf clubs sit in the garage, patiently waiting for the fairways and greens to reappear. We sit by the fire and dream of warmer days and greener golf courses.