Sunday, March 18, 2012
I love tree houses. More than that, I love the very idea of tree houses.
When I was 14 years old my family moved to a pony ranch near Smyrna, Tennessee. Our lot was 3.5 acres, bordering Rocky Fork Creek at its bottom side. We soon acquired two more acres on the other side of the Creek.
With lumber from the dump at nearby Sewart Air Force base, I built the tree house above. It stood on the banks of the creek; the floor at the front was about eight feet high, and at the back was a good fifteen feet above the creek.
My engineering left a lot to be desired. I found four trees that made a rough rectangle and nailed boards to them; upon those boards I built a floor and walls. There was no roof, or at least not much of one, for I ran out of lumber. Entry was via ladders.
Despite its inept design, the tree house stood for many years. I loved to spend time there.
We have a couple of tree houses here in Pine Lake. Click below to see them.
This one, I suppose, isn't technically a tree house, as it isn't affixed to a tree, but it fits the spirit of the law, if not the letter. I love its rustic look.
This tree house is more upscale-- but I imagine there's not much room inside, what with the two-foot-wide trunk in the center. Still, it's way cool.
Both tree houses are on Spruce; look to your left after you pass Park Drive. You'll see them amidst the vegetation.