Thoughts From a Foolish Golf Course Superintendent

A young Superintendent searches for a quiet place to find rest; a wise one searches for silence to create activity. (5/4/17)

From the warmth of the valley, the mountain snow appears majestic; from the snow of the mountain, the valley verdure produces longing. (5/3/17)

Herbicides do not lie, and fertilizers tell the truth.  (5/2/17)  [Spray tech says he did not have any skips?]

Sometimes, a Superintendent’s best effort is his worst example. (5/1/17)

It is difficult to get angry at nothing, unless the nothing is a response to a wife’s something.  (4/30/17)

When an ornithologist sees a flock of geese, he smiles; when a Superintendent sees a gaggle, he gags. (4/29/17)

An aging Superintendent is the first person to recognize he is losing his mind; an old one is the last person to see his insanity  (4/28/17)

A Superintendent is given, and earns, a plethora of responsibilities and tasks, but none is greater the privilege to help and encourage others. (4/27/17)

At times, that which is clear produces despair. (4/26/17)

At times, rain is a drain. (4/25/17)  [The course is soaked. Crews are cold and wet. The parking lot has six cars…four belong to employees.  Good attitudes are waning.]