Sitting in a tree is such a simple pleasure. It in itself is another world above the mundane. You can see further, you may not be found and it is your choice to be there. To read as well sort of amplifies the decision and you really are transported to another place. I would love a tree house as my days of moulding my body to the form or tree limbs is mostly gone… but I doubt it is going to happen as my shed provides me another world to go to where I create things like this.