Sunday, May 17, 2009

Tree Houses

When I was a kid, I wanted a tree house more than most things in the world. Back then, in my flights of fancy, my tree house resembled the ones in Enid Blyton novels or the ultra-girly one in the film, Now And Then, that Samantha, Teeny, Roberta and Chrissy spent all summer saving up for. I never had a giant tree in my garden so this desire remained little more than a pipe dream.

Recently, while surfing the internet, I discovered tree houses that made my fantasy tree house look like it belonged in a tree ghetto.



1 comment:

Pamela Andrews said...

Shit. I want a treehouse. NOW.