Treehouse Porn.

Treehouse Point in Fall City, Washington.

Americans love to assuage boredom by spending money on our backyards. It’s a little silly, and selfish. But…I’m not immune: I’d like a basketball hoop. I’d like a koi pond. I’d like a buried custom hot tub. I’d like a chicken coop (only now, I’m veganboy). I’d like a pool. I’d like a mom-in-law house for, well my mom. I’d like a big old rusted wrought iron fence, but I’d still like a way for the deer to come on in and wander around, as they like to do (haven’t figured that one out, yet).

And, I’d like a treehouse.

Good thing I don’t yet have the dough fro all this silliness: better, I think, to keep things simple, and enjoy the great world outside of my home, more.