A tree house. A free house. A secret you and me house. A high up in the leafy branches cozy as can be house. A street house. A neat house. A be sure and wipe your feet house, is not my kind of house at all, Lets go live in a tree house!
Ever since I read Swiss Family Robinson, as a child, I wanted to live in a tree house. My favorite spot to go was high up in the Dogwood tree that grew beside our old house in Wyckoff, NJ. I still love tree houses and climbing trees.
This picture represents being a Transcendentalist because one way you can be one is to live in nature and be one with nature, and whoever lives here is definitely doing that. This place looks like a very nice place to live to appreciate nature everyday.