Jen of All Trades and Master of None

If you follow me on Instagram , you're familiar with our nightly golf ball hunts and #greatgolfballhunt20 (or whatever the year may be). But in case you don't, or you're wondering how that all began, here's the story... We moved into a house in a "golf course community" a little over three years ago. I can't remember exactly when we found the first golf ball, but the first few times we walked to the neighborhood playground a block away, we found a stray golf ball each time. And we found a few that had made their way into our yard. And then we started seeing them in the "buffer zone" between our yard and the course. This evolved into a nightly walk around the section of the course behind our house. There are rules to golf ball hunting -- we only go out when no one is on the course, and we only walk in the area by the house and in a direction that ensures we'll see someone teeing off on the opposite hole and can get out of their way. So...

Sophie and Annabelle prepare to take on the Paw Paw Tunnel I don't know about you (though I can guess), but I'm a little tired of being cooped up in the house. On the flip side, I don't really feel ready to jump back "out there." We just moved into the green phase of recovery on Friday (June 19), so a lot of things are opening up more, but by the same token it doesn't seem like there's been a ton of caution observed around here for the past month or so. So what do you do when you seek adventure but most places are still a little too... peopley... for your taste? Well, if you're like us, you take advantage of your husband's oddball schedule, which gave him a day off on Wednesday (but meant he had to work on Father's Day 😢) and hope most people are working mid-week. We've been big fans of the C&O Canal towpath for years, because we enjoy hiking and the towpath's wide, flat and mostly gravel path are easy on little legs --...