
Play transforms ordinary spaces into realms of peril and honor
Johnathan, Janet Jane, and Peter turn their backyard meadow into King Arthur's court, but the adjoining woodlot remains genuinely frightening. Rumors of lions in thickets, grinning pixies, and damp subterranean caverns give their pretend jousts an edge of true vulnerability. Imagination does not merely ornament child play; it redefines boundaries between safe domestic land and uncharted wilderness. The morning procession moves through gardens and willow clumps, grounding myth in rural soil.
CHAPTER I THE MEADOW AND THE WOODLOT

