The azaleas are blooming, the pollen is swirling, and green sport coats are about to be in vogue for one whole week.
Yet something is missing at this dawning of spring.
On cue, he announced Friday night he won't be playing next week at Augusta National, but that's beside the point. It's not like he would've been a Masters contender, anyway, not with a broken-down body that has kept him off the course for more than seven months.
He'll attend the Champions Dinner, but won't be swinging a club unless he wants to take a crack at the ceremonial opening tee shot. Now that Arnold Palmer has bowed out, Jack Nicklaus and Gary Player need someone to complete their threesome.
All kidding aside, what's missing is something that's never coming back.
Tiger Woods in his prime.
While there's no question the future of the game is in good hands with Jordan Spieth, Rory McIlroy, Jason Day and Rickie Fowler, none of them is likely to match — or even come close — to what Woods did at the height of his dominance.
Spieth gave it a run last year, winning the Masters and the U.S. Open, just missing out on a playoff at the British Open, and taking the runner-up spot at the PGA Championship.
Now, let's see if the young Texan can keep it up for another decade or so.
"It's hard to explain to Jordan coming out now how (Woods) was just so much better than everyone," says Adam Scott, a Masters champion himself. "We're all quick to forget that sometimes."
Indeed, with more and more time to reflect on Woods' legacy — after all, he hasn't won a major since his one-legged conquest at the 2008 U.S. Open — the enormity of his accomplishments feels as if it was dropped on us from another world, transforming this lazy, country-club game into something hip, exciting, must-see TV.
Millions of people who had never watched a golf tournament tuned in every time Woods was on the course. As the ratings attest, many of them didn't stick around once he faded away.
Even now, when it seemed a bit foolish to even consider he might try to tee it up next week, the breathless speculation about his status for the Masters showed just how much cachet he still carries.
Woods, like so many great athletes in the sunset of their careers, still believes he can win major titles. He surely hasn't given up on Nicklaus' Holy Grail of records, those 18 major championships.
But reality can't be ignored.
"After assessing the present condition of my back, and consulting with my medical team, I've decided it's prudent to miss this year's Masters," Woods said on his Web site Friday night. "I'm absolutely making progress, and I'm really happy with how far I've come, but I still have no timetable to return to competitive golf."
Even Nicklaus, who's made it clear he likes the view from the top just fine, wishes Woods had a few more good years in him, to at least make it a fair fight.
"I've told Tiger many times ... nobody wants their records to be broken, but I don't want you not to have the ability to have that opportunity to do so by your health," Nicklaus said.
From his first major title at the Masters in 1997, when he shot a record 18-under score at age 21, to that U.S. Open triumph at Torrey Pines eight years ago, Woods played the game better than anyone before him and, we're willing to wager, anyone to come in several more lifetimes.
Over the course of 46 majors, he won 14 times and was runner-up on five other occasions. He had six more finishes inside the top five, four more where he was in the top 10. Only nine times did he finish outside the top 20 during that stunning stretch. He missed one cut, in 2006 at the U.S. Open shortly after the death of his father.
Woods bounced back from that heartache to win four of the next eight majors.
And, then, his body betrayed him.
Knee surgery knocked him out for the rest of 2008. These days, he's trying to come back after three surgeries on his wobbly back, not exactly where a golfer who just turned 40 wants to be at this point in his career.
But we can always fall back on those memories from the first 16 months of the past decade, when Woods not only romped to four straight major titles over two calendar years — the Tiger Slam — he thoroughly demolished anyone who got in his way.
His 15-stroke win at the 2000 U.S. Open at Pebble Beach will forever be the standard for what golf can be at its closest point to perfection.
"He inspired all of us to play golf like he did," Scott says. "I feel so fortunate to have played practice rounds with Tiger at majors in the years 2000, 2001 and really see up close what is the best golf I've ever seen. Just head and shoulders above the rest."
That's what we'll miss next week at the Masters.
It didn't really matter if this Tiger showed up.