A Half-dozen Long-Stem Sticks

Bought myself some brand-new G20 irons for my birthday, thanks to yet another price drop from Ping. If only I wasn't a winter baby, I'd be swinging those sticks by now. But this winter season has lived up to the usual stereotype of being cloudy and cold. And not the kind of cold that can be fought off with a thick fleece hat and a cashmere sweater, but the kind of cold that hurts to breathe and chills to the bone. Until the deep freeze lifts, my bouquet of fresh-picked, half a dozen red-stemmed G20s are staying indoors. Maybe I should just stick them in a vase.