5. A Treehouse Village in the Canopy
I never planned a treehouse village. It started with one platform in an old oak, then a rope bridge, then another platform, and before I knew it I had a whole little neighbourhood in the canopy. Each hut is different — a bedroom with a balcony, a kitchen with a smoking chimney, a reading nook with a view. The bridges creak, the leaves rustle, and from the highest platform you can see the whole village below. It feels like a secret, though it is the biggest thing I have built.