I can write similar things to others about the amazing space & the incredibly friendly & congenial hosts. Or I could try this:
Treehouse Poem
heading to The Treehouse
as the sun descends
burnt red through
Australian ash
i keep hoping i’ll arrive
before it’s gone
climbing, cornering, fingercrossing
dirt road dusting ever upwards
until like a reverse dawn
reach an architectural wonder
a fantasy book cover
& a world of horizons
so sublime
... forget
to ...
breathe