A golf course near the edge of Forest Park on a mild February day. Behind is just a small part of the enormous Washington University Medical, one of America’s top clinical and research facilities. It goes on for blocks to the left, right and behind this view. I’ve been repaired there on a number of occasions, always with success.
Along Chouteau Avenue in Midtown. Get rid of your cans and hit a couple of buckets of balls. The central urban area seems like a strange place for a huge driving range but then people from all over the place (but not in this household) play golf and there is nothing else like it for miles around.
And St. Louis golfers go out in the mid-day sun. About 2 PM yesterday afternoon in Forest Park with a view of my car dashboard while parked under a tree nearby. 104 F = 40 C.
It's common for me to go out shooting on Christmas afternoon. Neither of us are from here and our sibs are scattered around. One of our two children is here and, of course, the redoubtable Ellie. Our other child and his family are hundreds of miles away. The city is quiet, of course, but there are things to note. On Saturday the sky was sort of clear but hazy, and with the low winter sun everything had a soft warmth.
