Our latest Little House, christened by its new owners, sits in lovely, dedicated spot in its own woodland grove. Here, the arboreal antics can branch out in two directions, Swiss Family Robinson-style! First, the tree-huggers can scale up to their corking castle into the canopy, where they can take the (h)elm and cedar, I mean, see far, into the distance. Second, fir a shady, sheltered snooze (or for a spot of twitching amongst the twigs), they can cross the bridge and hunker down in their waterproof hide. Life’s a beech with so many options for sliding and climbing – will(ow) they teak the slide, the ladder, the climbing pole or the climbing wall?! Which one wood you choose?! We treely love this Little House (you’d be barking mad not to!), and we hope that its residents won’t be able to leaf it alone for years to come…
