I had two holes-in one in quick succession in late 2016 and early 2017, but it has been a long dry spell.

On a recent Thursday, I had played a hot and frustrating practice round for an upcoming tournament. I called my husband and told him I was disappointed with my play and wanted to keep going on the home course to see if I could find what was missing from my swing. We connected with another couple and set out to play. On the 5th hole of the day, we teed off to a blind hole location. My swing looked good but I didn’t think any more about it beyond being on the green. As we climbed in the cart and drove up to the green, it was a viola that something was missing - my ball. Sure enough, I tiptoed up to the hole and peeked inside, and voila! Hole in one #3.