For the last three weeks of this season for our little golf league, the owner at Northern Pines suggested to Commish that we switch from Monday to Wednesday night.
All eight of us gave the move the thumbs up.
We could start at 5:30, giving us an important extra 15 minutes of the waning daylight.
And the leagues ahead of us were faster, he promised.
Indeed. Both foursomes finished this week.
And it really is feeling like fall here in Central New York. On hole 7 above, I thought Bird looked comfortable beside an apple tree ready to yield its yearly bounty.
And Commish sure looks like a natural as part of the dusky landscape on the same hole.
On the green, the setting sun highlights the putting line for Bird.
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Our foursome above was ready to pose for my iPhone 6 on the seventh tee. By then, we could tell that the switch to Wednesday night for these last three weeks had been a good one. It didn’t rain. The temperatures were below 70º F. And we were going to finish our nine holes without a rush.
Are things feeling like a change in seasons is coming where you live, and if so, what are the signs? Daybreak or dusk for a good walk outside for you, and why? Is apple picking in your past or future, and why?