Christmas Day Meg went down to the community centre with a spray bottle of water and cotton gloves to learn how to twist shimenawa. Unfortunately it was trickier than she thought and even with help from one of the army of senior citizen volunteers she could only make three in the allotted time.
She came home all disappointed as the older kids had told her she didn't have enough. I suggested she showed us how to make them and I'd help her make two more but she was rather over the whole experience so we left it at three.
K thought we shouldn't put them up as we didn't have enough. I wanted to put them up anyway as I felt Meg had put a lot of effort into it and wanted to honour that.
But it was Christmas and I was busy and I am a bit slap dash anyway so I didn't even take any tape with me and just stuck them through the door grill:
And left it like that when we went to K's mum and dad's in Fukushima for New Year.
When we got back K said our shimenawa were the talk of the neighbourhood at the big New Year's Party. They all thought it was some Fukushima custom they didn't know about. Oops. And apologies to the Fukushima folks who have been slighted by my slap-dashery.
Lucky noone saw my kagami-mochi attempt hey?
The real deal? Something like this:
Mine? Well we didn't have any mandarins and I didn't want to pull any green leaves from the garden as there's precious little green out there this time of year so this is what we ended up with:
Half points for kind of trying?