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The Playhouses Treehouse
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The Playhouses Treehouse  The Playhouse is the name for our home. We decided that instead of putting thousands into vacations; we'd put it in our home and make it -- the vacation. We intend to make rooms, theme rooms. It's been in process for many years now. Some rooms exist. Some rooms change. It seems to always fluctuate, like us. There are inside rooms. There are outside rooms. We work towards the end product and shifts have happened. Another, recently, each time it happens such excitement that the end is getting closer. Friends help. Friends can use the playhouse they help with. Lately another realization has . Our home sometimes accommodates my roots and their roots. It puts this halt on our plans. It restrains us. So, it has entered a need into the plans. So they've adapted. I know see a path. It started with a drive to the house. An area very city -- a driveway -- of the car now, heading to the back 40 as we it. It's this magical place where the city disappears and the woods become reality. Natures silence accommodated by animals scampering. A breeze comes up the ravine and the city just washes away. The smell of honeysuckle and lilacs help. My eyes open to see the future fence of the Prayer Garden/Pet Cemetery/Chessboard. Now in the corner, something new exists. We had plans for a greenhouse/massage room/winter storage. Either it moved or another build is in play. It's a faux treehouse. It's raised so you can store it or have a swing or a bed swing it. There's a step like ladder leading up to it. It's the perfect line between the two. You can walk up like stairs but it looks more like a ladder. The many windows pop so fresh air can come in. Screens seemed stapled underneath the window to try to minimize bugs. Along the inside curtain poles are hung for privacy. The ceiling you can see through. You can lay in the bed and watch the leaves or the rain. I love the rain. Storms especially --- oh to make love and spend intimate moments -- there. The inside is adaptable. A bed. A table and chairs for games. A nook for reading and knowing the other two --- suspension and restraint possibilities. Definitely a place for quality time. And now I see them using it when they visit. ***cries. ***laughs I suppose that's what happens when you make your home a vacation. It'll be called the sex room -- just watch. Where anyone here goes to get away and have sex. |
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It'll be fun to design and build to and eventually escape to. Apparently it is off limit for anyone but us. ( Meaning, my adult children can't stay there when visiting.. ) It's our adult escape place. LOL
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