Taking Stock
Golf and the Emotions, Just golf
With fall settling upon us and the evenings growing prematurely dark, our time on the golf courses here in Southern New England grows precious. Though the sun still shines warm and strong the air is crisp and cool in the shadows, a harbinger of the changing season. Silhouettes lengthen sneaky-long, even by mid-afternoon, and the trees throw ribbons of shade across the greens. While a late tee time might have bought you eighteen just a few short weeks ago, one is hard pressed to make the turn with the sun sinking fast toward the horizon.
Though autumn ...