The Freshly Shorn Field of Dreams

This is my neighbour John in the Field of Dreams.
It's a football pitch in the middle of the woods around where we live. But don't tell anyone or it will cease to be a Field of Dreams.
A couple of years ago an artist received £460k to create an artwork called The Forest Pitch, near Selkirk in the Scottish Borders. It was part of the artistic celebrations of the 2012 Olympics and it was used for two games.
At the time I was of a mind to tell them that there was a field right here and all it costs is the petrol for the mower John uses to keep it nicely mown.
I met him today when I was out with the dog and he insisted on showing me it in all its freshly shorn glory.
John is the second man I've met in two days smoking a pipe. Wonder if pipes are making a comeback...