With all the green in the photo above, you might not expect it was taken on December 4. Another reason I love the weather down here, not that I don’t complain like everybody else about the extended stretches of occasional 100’s. It’s been awhile since the old clubs have seen daylight, so I decided I might see if I could still operate them correctly. I think I still have the jist of it, meaning I could make contact with the ball and change its position somewhat. Might just try to get a round in before the year’s end. Then again, maybe not. Shortly after taking the pic below, where Rosie the pup seems to be giving me a read on distance, I took her advice and elected to use an easy wedge. Well, I ended up over-easing my shot, it soared above the house next door and landed in the street somewhere. I didn’t hear it bounce on the pavement, and decided not to try to hunt it down, for fear I’d find a Titleist-sized hole in one of my neighbor’s windshields. I opted to lay-low indoors the rest of the day…with the blinds shut tight.