Adult Tree House

Did you have a tree house as a kid? In fourth grade I had a friend whose father built her a terrific tree house. It was large enough for two sleeping bags so we could sleep out there all night. And we did. This tree house had a ladder that took you up through a trap door. There was a plywood floor and the walls went half way and finished with screening,  important in Minnesota where mosquitoes can be annoying. The tree house was topped with a shingled roof. Being up in the tree house was like being in a different world. Everything looked so far away when I was up so high. After dinner sounds from the kitchen faded into the distance. The sky and stars seemed closer. The leaves rustled in the tree and I could smell the greenness of it all. I remember many adventures there, including evening escapades with flashlight in hand.

Well here’s an imaginative take on that idea – a tree house for adults. See more here.

But it also reminds me that tree houses need healthy trees:

“What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?” –  Henry David Thoreau