We recently cut down some big trees in our yard, to make room for more sunshine and more gardens. We were going to give away the firewood to friends with wood-burning stoves, but when Kevin was moving the stumps and the mulch, he got one of his inspired improvisational ideas. Give the man a pile of stumps, and he'll build a playground. Apparently, our new stump-jumping-obstacle-course is reminiscent of Kevin's own childhood schoolyard, which had, as he tells it, no play equipment other than a bunch of stumps and some tires.
We didn't have any old tires laying around (thankfully). And we've painted our stumps bright colours. They're dug right into the ground so they won't tip. No, this wasn't one of the backyard projects we planned to do this summer; but sometimes the most fun projects emerge spontaneously, with no planning at all.
(P.S. Please don't count heads in the trampoline pictured in the background of that middle photo. Yeah, we've already broken the "only two kids" rule. I'm not even sure that rule lasted a single day).
Labels: backyard, creative childhood, Kevin, play