The nor ‘easter that passed through last week makes for great spring skiing, but slammed the breaks on the start of the golf season. The course at Fresh Pond is far from playable – opening day is at least a week away. As luck and a positive cash flow would have it, I’ve booked on a flight to Orlando early Wednesday morning. Mom is turning 80, so we’re celebrating at her lovely home, which is just off the ninth fairway, in a place where it is sunny and 80 degrees.
Since Mom moved to Florida in 2013, we’ve held the Lazy Hollow Invitational – an exclusive, multi-day, mother/daughter event with a simple format – multiple rounds of stroke play with lots of gimmes and mulligans, followed by cocktails on the lanai, steaks medium rare, classic movies on the big screen, and your choice of ice cream.
The trip is simple – Uber/curb check clubs/non stop BOS to MCO/pick up clubs and car and roll up the road to the country club. Packing isn’t complicated – a couple of polo shirts and a skort, espadrilles and a silk scarf should the need to dress up arise.
I brought the cart bag up from the basement. In one of the pockets there were four old gloves – stiff and dry, and smelling of leather and sunblock. Ready…