Thwack!!!
Are there many things as satisfying as the sound and feel of a well-struck golf stroke? And the sight of that little white orb whizzing into the distance? If there are I can't think of many. The weather has been weird here lately. Some weeks of very mild temperatures in early April, much to the consternation of the maple syrup industry, unfortunately; the yield this year will be smaller than it has been in years, since you have to have a few weeks of mild temps during the day and cold nights, and our nights have not been very cold. Anyway, a bunch of mild, sunny days. Step outside and you could smell golf in the air. The courses opened up gleefully quite early, sending out joyous emails to golfers. Then it snowed. Few things are more discouraging than a mid-April snowstorm. Any little plants you've put out die an awful death (We carefully nurtured a couple of geraniums over the winter which even gave brave little flowers in December, but when we put them outside the sudden c...