The grass is amazingly perfect. I want to walk barefoot.
Category Archives: Wakonda
Long Enough
Hitting without strength, moving without forcing.
Long Shadows
The long shadows with shorter days remind me of the temporary hold we have on the moment.
The Approach
253 yards and I don’t have my three wood. Bombed the drive. Feel 10 years younger.
Serenity
My sore aching heart gets a reprieve. Golf heals.
Uphill
Walking the course is the only way to play the game. Playing behind some older couples who I assured should take their time. No hurray. Just soaking in the joy.
Rites
I get in the mood to perform rites and the closest thing I have to a temple is this golf course.
Perfect Fall Day
It’s a blessed day when your wife says “go play golf.” You shouldn’t hesitate, dither, or prevaricate but high to the course. I’m using a used set given to me by my dad, a set of forged Japanese irons by Maruman which are featherlight but remarkably accurate. I call this set, Yellow Peril.
The Deacon of the Turf
This handsome gentleman is John Temme, the Grounds Superintendent at Wakonda Club. He is up before dawn every day grooming the course into a quality that I have not seen matched often in my golf travels. It is with his leave that I can play sunrise golf before his crew get to the holes. He has a golfer’s mind with regard to maintenance which really lets the course be front and center for the player. Despite heavy play, for example, the greens are still amazing (please repair ball marks even on away courses). He maintains a great blog: http://wakondagrounds.blogspot.com which I think is of interest to anyone who maintains a lawn -a great big 40 acre lawn.
Golfism -life is a metaphor for golf 