Back to the Greens

The long winter slumber has ended. The once-silent fairways, buried beneath frost and snow, now whisper with the rustling of early spring breezes. The greens, softened by months of cold, breathe again beneath the weight of eager footsteps. And as the first tee shot soars into the crisp morning air, the soul of the game awakens, calling players back to their sanctuary.

“Remember the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi

Stepping onto the course after months away is like reuniting with an old friend—familiar yet unfamiliar, comforting yet slightly daunting. The hands, once fluid in their motion, feel hesitant at first. The club’s weight, the angle of the stance, the tempo of the swing—each movement carries echoes of past rounds, waiting to be remembered.

The first drive may be wild, the first putt tentative, but with each step across the fairways, confidence returns. The body recalls the motion, the mind embraces the challenge, and soon, the rhythm of the game flows as naturally as the changing seasons.

Spring’s arrival paints the course anew. The bare trees stretch their limbs, shaking off winter’s grip, as buds begin to bloom. The fairways, once a patchwork of dormant earth, regain their emerald vibrancy. Birdsong replaces the hush of snowfall, and the scent of fresh-cut grass lingers in the air. The ground is still soft, the greens slower than they will be in summer’s prime, but that, too, is part of the beauty. Each shot must be played with care, each bounce measured against the season’s gentle unpredictability. The wind carries whispers of challenges yet to come, bending the flight of the ball, testing the patience of even the most seasoned players.

There is a simple, undeniable joy in the first rounds of the season. The scorecard holds little weight; it is the act of playing that matters most. The sound of a well-struck iron, the roll of the ball across dew-kissed greens, the camaraderie of friends reunited after months apart—these moments remind us why we endure the wait, why we count down the days until the courses open again. Each hole tells a story, not just of strokes gained or lost, but of the quiet pleasure of being outside once more, the renewal of a passion that never truly fades. Even the mis-hits are met with a smile, for this is just the beginning—the season stretches ahead, filled with promise.

The first rounds are not about perfection. They are about shaking off the cold, feeling the game return to your hands, and embracing the season ahead. Clubs will need regripping, swings will need refining, and patience will be tested. But the joy of golf lies not in the flawless round, but in the pursuit of improvement, the love of the game, and the quiet beauty of the course itself. Just step onto the first tee, take a deep breath, and let the game begin again. The fairways have been waiting, and now, at last, they are yours to walk once more.

Credits 

Google, Golf Digest, ChatGPT, Google Docs, Quotes.  Orchard Hill Golf Course

By

Ahsan Jamil 

Golfer, Blogger, Entrepreneur, Author, Poet, Wanderer, YouTuber, AI Enthusiasts, Conservationist. 

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