Photo by Tiffany Edison

By Tiffany Edison

I remember the day I got hooked — on golf. It was a picturesque morning, early enough that a fine dew had settled over the entire course with the sun just starting to rise. I was by myself. As I often do, when enjoying a solitary round, I teed up a second ball and watched it fly off the clubface, somehow ending up a bit further than my original drive. I was officially addicted.

If you play golf, then you probably remember how you got started. Maybe your dad took you along from time to time, or perhaps you found yourself invited to participate in a work golf outing. It doesn’t really matter how the obsession starts, but it does. The trick is then how you deal with it during the winter months living in Michigan. I know people who play on indoor leagues at golf simulators throughout the city, and they take this version of the sport seriously. Technology has definitely improved over the years, and it has helped golf enthusiasts like me to practice indoors during the colder months. A vacation to a warmer climate is not always an option. No matter how I spend the off-season, I find that nothing compares the great outdoors.

I’m not sure if another sport involves all five senses quite like golf does. First, there’s the visual interest and beauty of the golf course itself, which always gets my heart beating just a little bit faster when approaching the first tee. There’s also something to be said for being surrounded by all that beautiful green grass, not to mention the exhilarating scent when it’s freshly cut. I find the sound of mowers and sprinklers in the distance particularly heartening. The sound of birds and the occasional “Fore!” that cuts through the air at the most unfortunate time, offering the perfect excuse for a poor golf shot, is somehow comforting. Nothing compares to the tactile feel of the club in your hand, especially when you are having the round of your life and a sense of calm takes over your body.

As a designer, this gets me thinking about how to recreate the feeling of tranquility and the ability to tune into all five senses that I get on the golf course. I think of my bedroom when I think of the closest comparison in my house. The first thing I notice when I enter is an abundance of decorative pillows on my bed. I smell a luxurious candle burning, a treat from one of my favorite downtown stores. I can hear my children laughing from across the hall as they attempt to settle in for the evening. I taste a refreshing glass of sparkling water as I nestle in to read a book before drifting off. And I feel immense contentment in a space that I’ve created just for me.

There’s so much more to be gleaned from the game of golf – if you’re paying attention. You can judge the character of others playing in your group, noting who “forgets” strokes, and who cracks under pressure. Golf is a very cerebral game. It’s not for the weak-minded.

What many golfers mistakenly believe is that distance is paramount — or as my father would quip, “what separates the men from the boys.” The trick really, however, is ball placement. Where do you want to hit your next shot from? Put it there.

Just as in life, you have to press on in golf, even when you feel like giving up. I have a mantra that I repeat aloud to myself (which never fails to annoy others in my group) when I find myself struggling: “It’s not about your last shot, it’s about your next shot.” This simple phrase pushes me on and it couldn’t be more accurate.

BIO: 

Tiffany Edison has been an interior designer since 2002 and specializes in both
residential and commercial projects.  She holds a Master of Social Work degree
(ACSW) and utilizes interpersonal relationship skills on a daily basis with her client
base, largely comprised of Ann Arbor, and Metro Detroit residents.  She has a
wonderfully large blended family residing in the city and enjoys the comforts of home.
When she’s not fully immersed in client projects, you can find her active on the golf
course, a favorite pastime.

www.birchdesignassociates.com

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