As a child manipulation of my environment often led to role play. The
woodlands provided an overabundant supply of props, space and mystery.
One day we were having a tea party, while the next day we were adventurous explorers blazing new trails. The "props" (like primitive bridges, forts and stepping stones) left by others often conjured up mysteries to be solved.
Every day was a new story just waiting to unfold. I hope my own children discover their own theater in our backyard (or nearby woodland).
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