I live practically next to the local cricket pitch and it's quite relaxing to hear the sound of cricket balls being hit and a polite round of applause from the spectators on a Sunday afternoon. Not quite so nice when someone hits the ball so hard it clears the boundary and comes flying over the hedge at the end of our cul-de-sac. Sometimes there are a few lucky escapes for any cars parked on driveways! The family whose house is literally sideways onto the pitch once had a cricket ball come flying in through their bathroom window - that was a bit of a surprise.
When I saw Number 14 on Rinda's list I was quite expecting to have to engineer a game of football in the garden to get a photo, but on my early morning walk today I suddenly realised that there was already somewhere close to home where men play with balls every Sunday! I've been amazed how many of the categories this year are actually available without leaving town, you just have to open your eyes a little. I was going to try and zoom in for a close up but thought that it might be nice to see the whole scenario to put it into context. It feels like a 'spot the ball' competition and so to help you out, the ball is actually in flight and I've given you a clue in this edited version!