I have loved golf since I was a wee lass. My affinity must be innate, as I absolutely was not raised in a house of golf-watchers or players. And though I’ve never so much as held an iron, I watch the game as much as I can.
One tournament stands out for me: The Masters. Maybe it’s because it’s played in my home state of Georgia. Maybe it’s because it’s the tournament I remember watching as a child. Maybe it’s the azaleas.
Whatever the reason, today will find me in golf-watching heaven. Butler Cabin. Amen Corner. It’s Sunday at The Masters. Sell my shoes, I’ve gone to heaven.