over the past few days I've been seriously preoccupied by my love for tree houses.
I have been obsessing over living in one of these beauties. or even just escaping the world for awhile and spending my time reflecting and reading and soaking in the beauty of all that surrounds it.
on thursday an old friend told me he was going to be staying in one this weekend. i was immediately very jealous and asked him where it was. he told me, but i'm sworn to secrecy. and i'm hoping that one day soon i can go visit this beautiful place too.
I think the obsession started with The Swiss Family Robinson. I mean, how awesome is that tree house? It has multiple levels and rooms, and pretty much anything you could think of.
