This post really has very little to do with gardening, except that you may notice that the time has come to whack some weeds on the embankment in these photos.  
I was just reading a very disturbing article about the importance of play and how it is disappearing at a rapid rate from schools and homes in the US (and probably other countries, too), and what this means for our children (nothing good).  Apparently, lots of kids don't even know HOW to play any more, even given the opportunity.  Needless to say, as a mother, a teacher, and a worrier, I found all this rather distressful.  
However, I am rather confident that our girls have ample opportunity to play, both at school and at home.  Recently, they have learned to entertain themselves for an entire day outside while we garden with minimal fighting.  Today M's friend spent the day with us, and they had lots and lots of play.  I think this is how they will spend the rest of Golden Week, except for the day we go to the pottery festival.  Oh, and my husband is planning to cut the weeds back tomorrow, so hiding spots for hide-and-seek might require a bit more inventiveness.  Right now, they just walk a few paces and sit down.


 They did manage to catch a few butterflies, but let them go.
They did manage to catch a few butterflies, but let them go. Hide and seek, L and friend are hiding front left, M is seeking.
Hide and seek, L and friend are hiding front left, M is seeking. The hiders...
The hiders... Almost found...
Almost found... 
 
 And we made a special mixture of soil, manure (cow), and egg shells to plant them in.  I know I am getting obsessed with the tomatoes again because when we went to Hanamaru (dollar udon, it's like the McDonald's of noodles) the other day all I could think was, just think how many egg shells they THROW AWAY every day.  I even thought of asking them if I could leave a bucket in the corner to collect them, but decided that might be pushing the crazy foreigner with crazy foreign ideas envelope a little too far.  Anyway, here is my senior assistant egg shell smasher...
And we made a special mixture of soil, manure (cow), and egg shells to plant them in.  I know I am getting obsessed with the tomatoes again because when we went to Hanamaru (dollar udon, it's like the McDonald's of noodles) the other day all I could think was, just think how many egg shells they THROW AWAY every day.  I even thought of asking them if I could leave a bucket in the corner to collect them, but decided that might be pushing the crazy foreigner with crazy foreign ideas envelope a little too far.  Anyway, here is my senior assistant egg shell smasher... Empty pots waiting to be filled...   My husband frees all the green and blue plastic baskets from his work warehouse btw.  The perks of being the only person who is willing to clean out the warehouse.
Empty pots waiting to be filled...   My husband frees all the green and blue plastic baskets from his work warehouse btw.  The perks of being the only person who is willing to clean out the warehouse. And all of my repotted tomatoes!  It only took me 4 hours...
And all of my repotted tomatoes!  It only took me 4 hours... Meanwhile, my husband was hard at work doing his human rotatiller (sp?) thing, getting the okra beds ready.  The girls were busy weeding all day, but helped him with the black plastic.
Meanwhile, my husband was hard at work doing his human rotatiller (sp?) thing, getting the okra beds ready.  The girls were busy weeding all day, but helped him with the black plastic.


