The Swiss Family Robinson attraction at Disneyland started my love affair with tree houses. The Ewok village in Return of the Jedi fueled the fantasy. Sadly, the trees around our home when then kids were growing up were all weak, wormy, dying, or not big to hold a tree house. Now, we live in a forest and there is a group of four, solid, big, old firs in the front yard that would do the job perfectly. I can just imagine what our four grandkids will do with a tree house of their own. Maybe it will become a club house where popsicles could be enjoyed while adventures are planned. It could turn into a natural history museum with exhibits of collected sticks, rocks or flowers. Perhaps it will be a quiet spot to read a book or watch birds feast at the feeder dangling from the deck.
It’s snowing; the perfect time to plan and dream. When spring comes, we will start digging holes in the our rocky soil, and pour cement around wooden support posts. Exactly what it will look like? Well, that’s part of the process. I know we have to figure in a trap door, a crows nest, a bucket pulley system and a deck for star gazing. And I know, for sure, it needs to be big enough for at least two grandparent visitors.
P.S. Caveat to my daughters: SHHHH, this is for real and it’s a surprise!