This has been a long dark winter in Oregon. Last year we had Joshy living with us, this year, not. He became a full fledged Copywriter and started his job with TDA in Boulder, Co. We miss him a lot! He is the artist that built this treehouse. this is only part of the story............which deserves telling. I believe it was the end of June 2009. He was quite despondent...no job, no job, no job. We were talking out on the front porch about worthiness. You know, one of those Mum~Son talks. We both paused and sighed because really, there was no concrete solution......no job means no job. So, when you are in the hallway...pause and wait. I suggested he "Chop wood and carry water." It is a Buddhist saying. Well, instead of chopping wood....he sawed wood, hammered wood and created the best darn three story tree house one will ever find in Oregon. This is his legacy!! Thank you Josh.....................
This is the first coat of paint for the deck. It is so sweet up there. I am now entertaining the thought of colorful paint for inside the treehouse. What do you think?
Every once in awhile I realize how lucky I am to be here. This is one of those moments. The deck of the Tree House is finished, my friend in the hospital is safe, my boys are happy.................all is well in the McIntyre Nut House.
It has taken me close to 1 month to paint our Tree House Deck. At first, when Josh was here, I was going to tackle the project right away. Josh left, he got this super job in Coloradi, I got depressed........youngest son leaves the nest syndrome....... oh yeh..........and oldest son is in Australia. Then my best friend had a stroke...........Charshe gets even more depressed. Now..after all the changes and the moods, I tackle the project and feel good again. I love the legacy of this tree house.