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Winter Golf Reverie
This was the view from my kitchen window earlier today. Thick white frosting on tangled black branches. The privet hedge, so full and green and opaque in summer, now spindly, and almost transparent. Even the finches that crowd this tree all winter, feasting on its tiny crimson berries, are tucked in their nests for the time being. It's nice to sleep-in on a winter morning, they know that.
So what of golf on days like this? Those living in year-round warm climates must wonder.
Here in CT, we generously hand over our hilly courses to sledders and tobogganers, who speed down the slopes, most with no regard for the length of a particular fairway or the pitch of a green. We go to impromptu "golf sales" set up in motel meeting rooms by enterprising golf retailers and buy things we'd never buy in season. We watch the pros play on TV and read all manner of golf books and magazines.
More than anything else though, we visualize the beautiful swing we'll have once we do get out again. We imagine the shots and strategies we'll put in to effect once the snow clears and the course is again ours to play on. And everything seems possible during this frosty hiatus. A Tiger Woods 35 foot eagle putt? Totally do-able. Karrie Webb's 255 yard drive? No problem hitting that with my new swing.
We Northeastern, Midwestern and Rocky Mountain golfers have one thing our warm weather friends don't: A magical off-season where the imagination magnificently soars.
Like one of those Tiger tee shots.
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