We’re both right about halfway through Little House in the Big Woods. It’s very interesting to read the descriptions of daily life from a child’s eye view. As charming as these descriptions are, they also make me very thankful for modern conveniences!
Looking at the title of this story, we can hardly help but think of another little house in the woods. This house is also quite charming, but it has little to do with the rigors of real day-to-day life. The little house in the picture above is our little tree house, where we had a fabulous overnight stay at a bed and breakfast in southern Oregon (Vertical Horizons Treehouse Paradise, for those who might find themselves in the neighborhood).
We regularly go camping for our vacations, so are well accustomed to living out of a little tent in the big woods, but this past summer, as part of Katie’s birthday celebration (which often falls during our vacation week) we lived in woodland luxury up in a tree.
Unlike the Ingalls family home, our little house came complete with electricity, including a hot pot and a small refrigerator, and even plumbing, with a half bath that could be hidden discreetly (sort of) behind a shower curtain. But like the Ingalls home, I’m sure, our treehouse was scrupulously clean and tidy and very, very cozy. The fact that my travel-weary husband immediately lay down on the floor and went to sleep is a meaningful testament to just how clean and cozy the place was.
Even though we were not terribly far from a town and the highway, this place was so, so quiet. It’s hard to imagine how quiet it might have been sometimes in Laura’s little house, which was far away from any other people or roads of any kind. Though actually, she often talks about the noises – particularly wind and animal howls – so maybe it was just a different kind of quiet out there in the Big Woods.
For a new and different type of activity in the woods, we took advantage of the opportunity to do some technical tree climbing while we stayed at this cool B&B. In the evening, after we settled in, we dressed in climbing gear and headed to some trees that were set up with ropes and some nesting spots up in the top branches. Katie went up the ropes pretty much like a monkey (except without the tail). Her dad and I took a bit longer (okay, a lot longer), and we injured ourselves a bit on the ropes – but we all made it to the top and it was a lot of fun.
From Katie: The picture you see above, where my mom and I are hanging upside like a bat is called the bat position. The Tree House Hotel was definitely the highlight of my birthday – I still miss it. I would highly recommend it if you’re in Oregon. I think that it was very much like what a really little cottage would look like (except for the electricity part.) My mom basically explained the whole adventure to you, but I thought I should just add in my part of this awesome little house in the big woods.