Tree-pi

When I'm not  reclining the luxury of my converted carriage I shall holiday in my own private tree-pi. That being a primally darling tipi-esque hut high up in the trees where I can go huckleberry picking in the summer and chanterelle mushroom hunting in the fall. If I can't build my own then Cedar Creek Treehouse shall be my first stop. "Imagine waking up to the music of a mountain stream flowing by your cabin -- except that your cabin is 50 feet up in a giant cedar tree with a view seen only by the birds.You're living in the tree canopies of a lush evergreen forest. You can see for miles. A great blue heron glides silently over the rushing creek far below. The sun splashes through a skylight and illuminates a mammoth tree trunk growing straight up through the floor of your two story treehouse and disappearing through the ceiling." Doesn't it sound dreamy?

Blau x

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My Lost Tree House of Whimsy

Welcome to my shabby chic tree house; a haven for the enchanted, the misused and the abandoned. Here you'll find me reading palms, foreseeing the future and snaring the local woodsman. My bedchamber of cast away lovers and my gypsy cursed heart, a lounge for playing and a kitchen eating with my clan. Each room with scattered faux fur skins and a suitcase in each corner awaiting my departure. A collection of clocks to tell the time, ticking and tocking the distance between us. When the time comes I'll leave it all for you.

Blau x


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