A curtain of willow leaves, illuminated by late afternoon sun, screened a part of the treehouses’ deck.
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Tag: treehouse
Blazed
Sunset blazed a path through the bush at the treehouse. It was good to spend time in the real world of trees, wind, sun, stars instead of the unreal world of bits and bytes.
Back on Thursday.
Home, away from home
This was our home for the last two nights. No hydro, no running water, a 1/2 klick hike back to the car. Leaving behind the internet, phones, radio, all of civilizations’ ‘advantages’ was delightful.
It’s good to go away.
Cautiously
Stella cautiously looks over the edge of the deck of a treehouse we recently stayed at.
Help
We recently had a short yet most delightful sojurn at a treehouse. After settling in, Faye and I strolled down a nearby country road. We returned to discover that Achilles and Stella provided much help during our absence. They ensured that the sleeping platform did not float away.
