We got to Richter Park at 10:00 this morning. An overnight temperature of 27(f)resulted in a frost delay. The scheduled shotgun was not to be. A frost delay put it off for 45 minutes. We mulled about in our mittens and mufflers till the marshal sent us off to our respective holes… and the tee boxes were still frozen solid. The sky was clear winter blue the sun, very bright and absolutely without warming power. I have to admit though, it was beautiful. There’s something about winter that’s pure.
When I got home I was tired. The way you get when you spend hours out playing in the cold. But, I tackled the monumental chore that is my twelve foot Christmas Tree. Each year I cry when I see the old ornaments, especially the ones my Mom gave me. And each year I’m amazed at how beautiful the tree looks.
That’s after I’ve complained for a couple of hours about how hard it is to decorate. It was a great weekend though, and now I’m totally ready for Christmas.
Source: Of Winter Golf & Christmas Trees