Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to live inside of a tree. Growing up on a century farm there were a lot of big trees. In the wood there were fallen trees but none of them was ever large enough to make a little space inside. How wonderful that would be. I can think of no other way of being so close to nature than living inside of a tree.
The next best thing would be to live up in a tree or high amongst them. These would be my perfect tree dwellings. Rambling, weathered, perfect.
Since I am pretty sure I cannot talk my husband into building one of those I think I may be able to convince him that a small one room tree dwelling would be just perfect at the top of our farm property. Sitting up in the trees, lots of windows, a getaway without going away, the perfect summer hideaway.
Can you imagine waking up with the sun shining all around you. The birds singing , maybe even from inside of your tree sanctuary.
Oh it will be bliss. Our Bohemian Nest. Living with the earth below and the sky above. Floating amongst the trees.
Maybe a little porch to eat on in the warmth of the summer solstice. Yes, a tree dweller that is what I want to be, now I just have to convince my love that he would be a fabulous tree dweller and he would not have to travel to get there.