FLOWERS x TRADITION

FLOWERS x TRADITION


Mom and me on Magnolia Lane 

Palmetto Dunes Arthur Hills July 2016


“April showers bring May flowers," an adage my Grandma infamously says around Easter hits differently with deeper analysis. 


Although literally true,  around this time the construct reminds me of everything that is great about our Creator. The beauty in vegetation dying only to come back to life every Spring represents the cyclical love he has for Earth and mankind. 


This dichotomy of life and death presents itself on the golf course when their taxing efforts are about to come to a bustling end after days of being in a rut of the dreaded pulls or banana slices is met with pured 50 degree wedge from 117 that backed up just as you had envisioned. 


I’ve celebrated Jesus Christs’ resurrection on Easter Sunday at my Grandma’s with my family every year I was born. Following my 24th I find myself reflecting on the immense power that is tradition. Fried chicken, banana pudding, and cornbread waiting on men impatient with their picture desiring wives and mothers may not hold the prestige, class, and elegance of the Augusta National Golf Club, but the marrow of it, the tradition, diabolically compares. The birds seem to start chirping as if God himself unmuted their melody for the months coming where we draw closer to the Sun and the hue of our environment vastly changes. New life promises opportunity and hope for all of us and we receive it in the form of a gift via Spring. In golf the next attempt at a well struck shot does the same. As people, we know death and an end will be our fate, hope and faith will get us through to the other side. 


With the Masters approaching and new endless possibilities that come with a new golf season I implore you to appreciate the beauty in the finite number of days we share on this Earth.


DCC September 2016 





WG





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