The Beauty of Fall Golf

I love to golf - I love the challenge each and every shot represents, the combination of mental and physical, and the memories it invokes of playing with my friends, mom, dad, uncle, brother and grandparents.  But most of all, I love the beauty of the course itself.

Despite having to wait and hour for the frost to come out of the ground, I got in a quick round yesterday morning by myself.  Normally, my home course is quite pretty.  Yesterday?  She was drop dead gorgeous:

Does it get much prettier than sunrise on the course in the fall?  Based on the above, I'd suggest that it does not.

The tree in the middle of this shot I've nicknamed "Shaq" for its propensity to block your shot.  I've never been so happy to see some bare limbs in my entire life.

This is the narrow, 205 yard par 3 #17.  It's tight, it's long. Hell, it's impossible.  But it sure is pretty.

It was a beautiful day on the course.  Unfortunately, days like these are all too fleeting.