Screen Shot 2016-01-30 at 7.20.45 PMI was obsessed with trees as a kid. I would look at every tree and think about how to climb it and what kind of treehouse could be built in it. Luckily I grew up in north Florida so we had plenty of trees around. I especially remember the old oak trees with thick old branches twisting and turning across the sky. We had a huge old oak in our backyard, which unfortunately didn’t get really interesting until about 15 feet up. The trunk was huge and my sister and I would rave around it. We had an old tire swing hanging from one of its unreachable strong branches. We’d swing on it for hours.

I remember getting stuck in another tree near my house. I don’t know how old I was, maybe seven or eight? I just remember the it had branches almost like a ladder, begging he to climb higher and higher. I remember feeling higher than I had ever been, seeing over nearby treetops and down on to the local Baptist church. What I didn’t anticipate was coming down. I recall looking down and being paralyzed with fear. I think some of the neighborhood kids I was playing with went to get my mom. I remember her coming and trying to coax me down like a cat. Beyond that it’s all foggy, the fire department and a ladder may have been involved, but I obviously made it down.

Screen Shot 2016-01-30 at 7.21.39 PMGetting stuck up in a tree didn’t scare me off from tree climbing, I just didn’t go as high. My friends and I would build a few tree forts over the years – I call them forts because they weren’t really treehouses. They usually consisted of a rough ladder of planks nailed up the truck with a few boards and a platform between tow low hanging parallel branches. My dream was to have a true treehouse. I dreamed of four walls and working plumbing, maybe a wrap-around balcony/porch. You know, nothing too fancy. A replica of one of the Ewok treehouses from Return of the Jedi would have done just fine.

Screen Shot 2016-01-30 at 7.22.12 PMFlash forward to today. I dream of treehouses less, although I’ll take a pause when I come across a great looking tree made for climbing. Thanks to the internet, there are many resources for the dream treehouse. I occasionally have them pop up on my Facebook news feed. It’s not quite as hot as the “tiny house” craze that’s going on, but I bet we’ll get there.

Did you have big treehouse dreams as a kid? Do you still have them? Did you have an amazing treehouse as a kid? Tell us about it…

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