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asakiyume ([personal profile] asakiyume) wrote2025-04-29 10:38 am

bug city

Yesterday morning I saw a construction across the asphalt path that runs through the common area in our neighborhood. It was a long stick, and leaning on the stick were smaller sticks and twigs, bits of lichen-covered bark, and moss. It looked as if ambitious small-scale beavers had decided the path was a flow of water and were attempting to dam it.

Later in the day I was passing by again, and three little kids, two boys and a girl, were happily at work on it. It was, they told me, a bug city, complete with bridges, roads, parks, districts--everything.

Bug City


This morning Wakanomori and I found it expanded, so I took a video:



They were all so wholly engaged with the work, excited and happy, feeding off each other's ideas.

What White Horses, Nazca lines, pyramids, citadels, or hanging gardens did you get up to creating in childhood? Or now, for that matter?
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[personal profile] heleninwales 2025-04-29 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
We used to build sandcastles at the seaside. I don't remember playing with twigs and sticks because we didn't really have a garden. When the weather was fine though, we used to take our little plastic people and animals outside to have adventures. But mostly we made up stories about them indoors.
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[personal profile] heleninwales 2025-04-29 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't remember every doing that. Partly because we were limited by how much luggage we could take. When I was a child we didn't have a car, so went on public transport when we went on holiday. Also I would have been afraid of losing one of them. They all had names -- well the people and horses and dogs did. I hadn't named all the cows, sheep and pigs or the zoo animals. :-)