|Decorated carts for good cheer at Belmar.|
|Two golf gypsies doing the math.|
Although our score for the Charity event didn't merit a "Win" we all went home with good cheer thanks to the generosity of Toby Keith and Barry Switzer.
Dawn and I continued our golf journey with three days of golf at Shangri La Golf Course on Grand Lake. This was our first time to play in the Women's Oklahoma Golf Association's Partnership Tournament. Imagine being able to spend three days on a golf course where you can take a deep breath between golf shots and look out in the distance and see the waters of Grand Lake. It was truly a grand setting. What's more we stayed with friends, Josie Armstrong and Ellen Cantrell, in a home nearby where we relaxed every morning and evening on a deck with cool lake breezes and some gray cloudy skies in August.
The practice round gave us an opportunity to seriously study the golf course and its contours. Since putting is one skill I enjoy practicing and executing I found these greens to be filled with undulating challenges, some with three tiers, but all with trouble lurking way too close to the greens for comfort. Day one we were thrilled to shoot a 78 (using Dawn's best ball or my best ball on each hole.) I do enjoy having a partner with which to share the anguish and celebrations. Day two began with a par on a hole that we had previously double bogeyed, so for a moment I thought we could wag the dog's tail. Then the golf bitch arrived to slap us around and remind us to be humble. Eight holes of chaotic golf challenged our patience and perseverance, but in the end, and with the thanks from our gallery, we pulled our games back together and finished with another 78. Our two rounds gave us the honor of winning our First Flight.
There is a time to be serious, a time to laugh, and a time to be thankful for each day in our lives and the people who surround us. To all of my golf gypsy friends across the country, I am abundantly thankful to have each of you in my life. Be of good cheer dear friends.
Letty Stapp Watt