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A spider’s lair just before dark, waiting for dinner.

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Pirate for a day

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“….playing pirate for the day….” part of a line from a Jimmy Buffet song, talking about kids and their imagination. I remember as a kid using sticks as swords and trash can lids as shields. Pine cones were grenades, trees were forts, we played until dark when our moms would drag us in the house to get ready for bed.

      I tried very hard with each of my kids to teach them how to play with just their imagination, each responded a bit different but both did well. Adventures on the bank of a creek with a toy bulldozer to hiking through a swamp to build a camp both had their moments. Living out in the woods did help a lot, it provided the space and raw materials to make things happen. Both boys learned to camp in the woods, fish, build fires, which snakes to stay away from and which could be played with. 

But it all began years before, play pirate for a day.