The Tree House: A voyage to the source of a backyard dream
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Re: The Tree House: A voyage to the source of a backyard dream
#12I've thought about building a nice treehouse retreat on my property. It'd be a sweet way to avoid increasing property taxes but still have a guest room, or a library. But I live where there are bark scorpions, meaning at night they're crawling all up and down those trees. Would have to be hella sealed.
Re: The Tree House: A voyage to the source of a backyard dream
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#14Lapham's is SO good. They occasionally have sales on back issues. I can recommend this collection: https://store.laphamsquarterly.us/collections/lewis-lapham-e...
We've got a couple stacks of them, maybe 20ish issues total, and I grab one a lot of the time when I'm taking the kids somewhere that my main role will be to sit around. Beats reading a phone (plus works if there's no service), most pieces are short so getting interrupted isn't a big deal, and they're very friendly to open-to-any-page-and-go sorts of approaches.
Really, the only reason they're not absolutely perfect for that is that they won't fit easily in a jacket or coat pocket like some mass-market paperbacks or older Modern Library hardcover volumes will. Otherwise, though, just about ideal for that use case.
Re: The Tree House: A voyage to the source of a backyard dream
#15This was a very compelling read. Everyone feels the lure of climbing to the tree house, yet where did it come from? What motivated our desires for the tree houses? Now we have some answers, they are surprising to me. I guess for myself I did get the idea from reading children's books, The Swiss Family Robinson anyone?
I don’t think I’ve ever read anything about tree houses, but you don’t have to tell a 7 year old that a tree house would be cool. They’ll already be climbing the trees anyway, bringing up a convenient plank to sit on, then turning it into a pallet you can sit on together, then to cover it with a roof, and when you find our the rain still blows in sideways with walls, that’s childhood to me. I spent years on that tree…
My grandfather had an amazingly hands off (by modern standards) style of parenting and amazingly I have all my fingers (I did fall out the tree house twice).
It was a killer tree house at the end of the summer, it is absolutely one of my favourite memories.