Sep 18, 2021
1 min read
An email from my pal Tea.
“The hazelnut trees,
always among the first,
are beginning to turn as fall tiptoes in.
We survived a colossal windstorm last night,
lights frequently flickered
but uncharacteristically, power stayed on.
Shot 90 in 30+ mph winds yesterday
on recently aerated and sanded greens (bumpy and slow).
Hope you are well and life is being kind.”
(P.S. This guy would play golf in a fuckin’ hurricane!)
