It's dream season here in Ohio. By that I mean the only golf we're getting to play right now is in our dreams. But it's also close enough to spring (just over a month away) that we can start thinking about playing. One of these days, the snow is going to melt and the mercury's going to rise into the 40s, 50s, and (dare we hope?) 60s.
Unlike many years when it's possible to play at least a few times during the winter, it just hasn't worked out this year (my wife and I even left the clubs at home on a weekend trip to Florida last month… What were we thinking?). Most of the warmer, dry days this winter have fallen during the work week. On the one or two weekend days that have been playable, I've been tied up with other commitments. So, needless to say, now is the winter of my discontent.