05 Tree House

Nuala's dream was simple yet profound: an outdoor bath, a sanctuary where nature's embrace was unbroken. The vision was clear—a deck cradled by the arms of ancient trees, a place where the sky was the ceiling, and the earthy scents of the forest infused every moment.

The journey began with a deck rising from the ground, reaching for the tree canopy. The outdoor bathroom was more than a structure; it was a statement, a declaration of the desire to live in harmony with nature.

But nature, in her whimsy, had other plans. The horse flies, those buzzing heralds of the wild, were drawn to the water's allure. They came in droves, turning tranquillity into a trial, the dream into a challenge. To bathe among the trees was to dance with discomfort, as hundreds of tiny stings shattered the peace of what should have been a Zen like bathing experience.

It was a turning point, a moment of decision. To abandon the dream was unthinkable. Instead, adaptation became the watchword. The outdoor bathroom was transformed, enclosed in walls that served as both shield and statement. The treehouse emerged, a haven in the heights, a fusion of the original vision and the lessons learned.

The treehouse stands now as a testament to resilience, to the power of holding onto a dream even as it evolves. It is a place of refuge, where the outside world can be observed from a safe embrace, where the laughter of friends echoes against the wood, and the quiet moments are filled with the soft rustling of leaves.

From the heartache of horse fly stings to the joy of a secluded retreat, the journey of Nuala's outdoor bath is a story of transformation. It is a reminder that in the dance with nature, sometimes the steps change, but the music continues, and the dance goes on, ever enchanting, ever new.