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Trees
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Trees It’s really a silly weekend getaway. The tree houses on southern Oregon… I mean, who goes there, especially alone? That’s exactly why I’m here. To do the unexpected and get away and be alone but not too alone. The treehouses are private but the grounds are communal. I can nap and be alone in my arboreal retreat or I can join the people at the kitchen, the lake or the campfire. In the evening as the smoke drifts through the trees I finally come out to be part of the fire throng. I bring my<b> guitar </font></b>and play softly as the firelight flickers of faces and laughter, like sparks, drift on the night air. In the dim amber light I see you watching me, your eyes dancing with the firelight as you listen to me play. As the night dwindles and drinks are shared and the night grows close you too grow closer to me until you are beside me. The fire dwindles as does the crowd and we talk quietly as the smoke circles us and the crackling fire lulls us into that place. I ask if you would like to come to my treehouse, high and away from the last of the crowd and you say yes. We climb into the treetops and in the swaying breeze we come together and know each other as alone and together as we can be. |
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That sound like so much fun! Have you really stayed there? Details!! I'm going to bug you for details. I may just need to add this to my list of things to do this summer 
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