Out On A Limb: Building a treehouse

 

It is hard to imagine that anyone would not want to have a tree house in their back yard if they had the chance. It would be a place for children to get out of the house, a quiet hideaway to sit and write a poem, or extra sleeping quarters for stay-over guests who want to try hammocks. Perhaps even a sweet heart get away where you could tell someone you love them.

Here with sequential photographs is a record of how our tree house was built, set out in a way that is instructive and easy to understand. After tewnty years the structure has stood the test of time.

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The Tree House Song

Up in the garden we have a tree

That’s where my dad built a house for me,

With hammer and nails

He built up the rails

So I wouldn’t fall

When the wind would blow

And fall all the way down below

Down below

And fall all the way down below.

And in the night when the wind would blow,

The tree on the hill would rock to and fro,

But the house in the tree

And the hammock and me,

Were safe, with the rail

That never would fail,

Or let me fall all the way down below

Down below

Or fall all the way down below.

The house in the tree has a roof on the top,

So the rain as it fell on the roof would stop

And not fall through the tree

And land on me

But flow past the rail 

Like the wind in a sail,

And fall all the way down below

Down below

And fall all the way down below.

When I’m grown with a daughter and son

I’ll remember the tree and the hours of fun

And the house in the tree,

Built by daddy and me

With hammer and nails 

And the safety rails

To guard lest I fell down below

Down below

To guard lest I fell down below..