My golf towels are stained and my clubs are now in the front closet instead of the trunk of my car. Daylight Savings Time is ending in 2 days and I finally understand in my bones that winter is coming soon. The winds are up, the rains are coming down and I don’t want to get out of bed in the mornings.
Don’t get me wrong, winter has it’s wonders for sure, but there’s something about the turning of a crisp fall day into a dark, cold and wet winter one that doesn’t make me want to go to work. It makes me want to sit in front of the fire with a good book, a glass of scotch and my saffron colored fleece throw.
But I’ve already read Dan Brown’s latest thriller (stayed up all night to do it) and I’m not up for Finnegan’s Wake (sorry Mr. Joyce). So I guess it means a trip to my local bookstore to search out new thrillers and fabulous fiction to keep me entertained until I can buy new golf towels and relearn how to putt. Now that I think about it, that’s a pretty decent trade off. But I’d still rather be playing golf rather than watching Lorena Ochoa and Paula Creamer pull ahead of my gal Annika Sorenstam.
Val Sanford
Vice President, Strategy and Business Operations


