Thursday, January 15, 2009
Let It Snow
Amazing what a bit of snow can do for a golf course.
Woke up to the silence of a world covered in snow. Once the salt trucks made their rounds salting the roads like a baker coating a cake in powdered sugar, the traffic started, barely audible, growing to the clear hum that marks our modern day background noise, resumed but at a subdued winter level.
The bridge to the golf course green, now white with snow, stood framing the frigid waters of the Little Sugar Creek. Not cold enough to freeze the flow but cold enough to keep the colorful song birds in their nests for the day.
And I wonder, why am I not in my nest?