I love not Man the less, but Nature more

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more

There is something about the peacefulness in the forrest that we'll always have with us since we grew up in the middle of the dark, thriving Swedish forrest. The longing after quite and simplicity after some hectic weeks in the city, to just walk around among the trees and listen to the birds and the sounds when the wind grabs the leaves and make them dance... Imagine having your very own treehouse to escape to and you alone knowing it's location.