Inside the kitchen cabinet where I reach for my coffee cup each morning there is a small poster with this quote: "In the depth of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." That was written by Albert Camus--philosopher, author and playwright.
I don't think Camus was a golfer. But he so well expresses a golfer's winter dream.
This weekend we are bracing for snow in the Northeast. Maybe as much as two feet is expected. It will be beautiful. The golf courses will be covered in white blankets. Children and adults will come with sleds and saucers and toboggans. They will laugh and scream and soar. They will love the golf course too.
But by my front door is a five-iron. It is waiting. It is reminding. It is patient. It is the symbol of the invincible summer that will come again for golfers.