Tree House

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Treeshepherd]

have a nice weekend;

 

[Treeshepherd]

My campground has wifi.

At the 1:40 mark of this vid, read my poem;


Your Brain is a Forest

Awakened by sounds of crazy birds
And raining leaves
Climb the tree
Down in to the dark
warm veins of a forest.

Shakening the grounds of lazy ferns
And shining beams
Find the trail
Bound toward landmarks.
Your brain is a forest.

Your mind is abound with mazy turns
And leaping streams
Swing the vine
Up toward the sparks
Covering the sky of a forest.

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Treeshepherd]

Dean Potter, artist... watch for Dean free climbing the left spire;



he wears a shute, in case he falls.

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

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Michigan. Electric Forest Festival.

 

[Treeshepherd]

here we go

 

[Treeshepherd]

God loves the white man, and the black man, and the man from the east, and the man from the south. God loves them all. He loves them all, for they belong to him.

 

[Treeshepherd]

Is it okay to defend the forest?

 

[Gracie]

Is it okay to defend the forest?

Yes. Look at Easter Island. That ancient civilization killed itself by whacking all the trees down so they could roll their statues to the cliffs. They offed THEMSELVES. Duh.

Not much in to music vids, but your title says TREE HOUSE. Here is a tree house!

 

[Gracie]

I mean, really! Who wouldn't want to live in one? ME ME ME!

 

[Gracie]

 

[Treeshepherd]

 

[Gracie]

That's sad. 500 to 1000 year old tree.

 

[Treeshepherd]

Come to the tree