7.19.2012

thursday mornin' goodness















It was just one of those lessons. Every shot she took she seemed to connect. She was getting height off her irons. She knocked down a few putts. Half the time I couldn't actually believe what I was seeing & was excitedly textin' B from my spot on the clubhouse patio. This was at the end of the lesson. A few balls left. Not even her best. But good enough for this mama.

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