The tree house has a light and atmosphere all its own.  Light filtered by oak leaves above, caught by dusty cobwebs below.  It’s been a dry month here so even the cobwebs on the bird box are dusty.

 

The tree house in our increasingly wild York garden

 

The original householders are long grown and gone but the house-on-legs-next-to-a-tree was strongly built and will welcome visiting children for many years to come.