When was the last time you climbed a tree? I can’t resist the temptation of a strong branch at the perfect height, the arms of a tree inviting: ‘Just think how much better things are from up here..’
Every step gives a better view, and a little more of a thrill: can I reach that next branch up? I’m a fraidy cat, and it is always harder to get back down, but even one branch up feels good, and you can always jump from there!
Sitting in the crook of a firm branch, back long against the rough bark of the trunk. The trees in the wind sound different from up here, still and close.
And did I mention the view?
You might get stuck, your arms might ache, but there’s never an unhappy moment.
And climbing trees only leaves you inspired to play more outside. So keep your eye out for a good tree. Why should we let kids have all the fun?