This weekend I tackled a large yard project. There were waist-high weeds in front of the treeline, making a jungle out of a significant part of our backyard. My mower and I spent a few hours and three tanks of gas to tame that jungle. Successfully, I’m happy to report.
As I was mowing, I kept finding these golf balls near the woods. I figured the previous owner liked to tee off into the woods behind the house, just for practice. After I discovered a few, I picked one up and gave it a look.
It was a good golf ball, certainly not one of the range balls or X-out’s that you’d be expected to hit into the woods. It looked surprisingly new, too. It wasn’t until this morning I put together that directly behind the tracks behind our property is the Cheviot Hills golf course. Hobhouse Circle is in the top of this aerial view and in the bottom right corner of this one.
I guess the next time we move, we can advertise our house as being “right on the fairway!”