I hear this pounding from the back yard. I know David is doing yard and garden work. I look from the kitchen window to see what he is up to. The TREE HOUSE! I knew he was planning to take it down soon. I was emotionally taken by surprised. I ran and grabbed the camera. Gotta document a family monument coming down. So for our grown children, here is the play by play.
|Recycled wood from a torn down deck used for the Davis tree house.|
|It was around 20 years ago that these same hands built this hide away.|
|Young at heart. Dark brown hair has turned to salt and pepper.|
|Hammer, pull, push, hammer some more. The tree house had become part of one of the trees.|
|The final blow|
|Love and work built this tree house for his children.|
|Aged and resting upright|
I sure do love this man.