The tree house is a mess of vines and random pieces of debris woven together to create a haven for those who live there. High up off the jungle floor and among the trees, the home is relatively spacious and offers sweeping views of the lush green jungle. The interior has been decorated by all the residents with what is available to them. A macrameé wall hanging woven from vines hangs above the bed made with linens salvaged from an abandoned town on the outskirts of the jungle.
Tree House, Jungle
resident
bird
I fly in the air and flap my wings. I sometimes get used for food. I do not like rain or other bad weather.
Hello resident! Mind if I sing you a song? Oh my...I'm not sure if we would bother any big mean animals around but ok. Thank you There are no mean animals this high above the jungle floor. I can sign freely! That is wonderful!  I tend to worry a lot and that leads me to thinking of how far up in the trees I am.  Oh boy!  I'm feeling faint. Maybe a song would distract me! Oh my! I seem to have lost my song. Do you think you could help me find it? Oh no!  I think I can. I think this wall hanging has a song written on it.  Is that where I left it? Let me see it! I cannot read that writing but I see musical notes.  Might I play my penny whistle for you? Of course! Maybe that will help me remember my song. Take heart.  I will play and you will remember.  I love to help because it keeps my mind off falling from this horrid house in the trees...and bugs that might bite me or vermin that might attack me.  So many things to worry about! We will be fine up here together and make beautiful music. Nothing will ever hurt us! I must leave soon because I have to go back to my garden and little cabin.  They are home sweet home.  I just came to return linens here for a friend. Do you know the man who lives here? 