Atlanta's signature dogwoods have bloomed, a week or two early. The azaleas have also arrived.
Augusta, home to the Masters, is likely also in the midst of premature blossom syndrome. Once again, Augusta National's moguls might have to pull horticulture tricks to make the Masters glisten with springtime beauty.
Maybe dealing with a less than spectacular Augusta National every year will make America's corporate chiefs take charge against climate change. Too many dead azaleas and brown dogwoods ruin the tournament's much-touted majesty. Forget the rising oceans, the dying species. Augusta National must look resplendent on TV.