The greens at Boone Valley are the most challenging I’ve ever played.
Slick. Hard to “read”. Even, at times, seeming to defy the laws of physics. (“How can that putt NOT slope down toward the water?!?”)
Continue readingThe greens at Boone Valley are the most challenging I’ve ever played.
Slick. Hard to “read”. Even, at times, seeming to defy the laws of physics. (“How can that putt NOT slope down toward the water?!?”)
Continue readingWeeks ago, a summer deluge turned our splendid topiary into a hot mess.
Continue readingWhat a party! (And what an odd feeling, too!)
Continue readingI had one job to do: gently score the tops of the sourdough loaves prior to baking.
Sigh.
Continue readingTurns out, I’ve been breathing ancient air all week. And here I thought it was just the oppressive humidity.
Continue readingSo, if somebody said, “Bring me a No. 3 pencil, please…” would you be able to comply?
Continue readingSo, I’m wondering: Did Jesus enjoy a cuppa joe first thing in the morning?
Continue readingEarly, on the first day of the week, Easter dawns … with lightning, thunder, rain … in my little corner of the world.
Continue readingOdd, isn’t it? When you’re 6 or 8 it feels like liberation to no longer have a Designated Nap Time (DNT) as part of the daily routine. When you’re 68, you come to see the DNT as one of life’s most profound little blessings.
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