Tree house

Introduction: From Inbox to Tree Tops

When I saw the listing titled “Luxury Treehouse Retreat – Long Term Rental Possible” on www.liverentbuy.com, I laughed. Who rents a treehouse for a whole month? Well, apparently… me.

What started as a curiosity-fueled click turned into 30 unforgettable days of birdsong wakeups, candlelit forest evenings, and life far above the ground — literally and metaphorically.

Here’s exactly what happened when I swapped city life for the canopy.


Week 1: Silence Is Louder Than You Think

The first few nights were eerily quiet. No car horns. No footsteps above. Just the occasional hoot of an owl and the rustle of leaves in the wind. At first, it felt unsettling. But soon, I noticed something strange — I could hear myself think.

The treehouse was perched in a private woodland in Devon, accessed by a winding footpath and a steep rope bridge. Inside? Pure Pinterest goals: reclaimed wood interiors, fairy lights, and a clawfoot tub with a view through the treetops.

There was no Wi-Fi and barely a phone signal — which made it the most connected I’d felt in years.


Week 2: Adventures and Unexpected Guests

By the second week, I’d developed a routine:

  • Mornings: Brew coffee on the stove, journal with squirrels watching from the railing.
  • Afternoons: Hike, sketch, or read in the hammock.
  • Evenings: Cook by lantern light, listen to vinyl on a wind-up player.

But then came the raccoon moment. Okay, technically not a raccoon — we’re in the UK — but a badger managed to climb onto the outer deck one night and helped itself to my entire pack of ginger biscuits. It stared me down like it paid rent too.

Also: a pair of wrens nested under the eaves. I named them Henry and Henrietta. We became roommates, kind of.


Week 3: A Storm and a Change in Perspective

On the 17th day, a freak spring storm hit. Winds howled, rain pelted the windows, and the whole treehouse swayed — like, properly rocked. I admit, I was one shaky floorboard away from calling it quits.

But once the skies cleared, I noticed something: the forest was never more beautiful than after the rain. The treehouse, which had felt so vulnerable the night before, now felt alive — like it had weathered something with me.

That night, I wrote in my journal:
“Maybe this is what life is about — not sheltering from the storm, but learning to sway with it.”


Week 4: The Treehouse Becomes a Home

By the final week, I wasn’t just living in the treehouse — I was part of it.

I started talking to the robins. I gave the mossy stairs names. I knew exactly when the sunlight would hit the tiny window in the loft. I even began sketching plans for my own treehouse one day — complete with trapdoor pantry and a netted floor.

When the landlord came to collect the keys, I delayed my goodbye by 45 minutes. I took one last look at the rope bridge, the twisting oak it clung to, and the patch of forest that had become home.


What I Learned From Living in a Treehouse

🌿 The Big Lessons:

  • Stillness is a luxury you don’t know you’re missing.
  • Nature heals everything—bad moods, burnout, even heartbreak.
  • Minimalism isn’t a buzzword—it’s a reality when you live with one cupboard and no microwave.

📦 What I Missed:

  • Fast internet
  • Proper shower pressure
  • Pizza delivery (no one delivers up a rope bridge, FYI)

❤️ What I Gained:

  • Mental clarity
  • A renewed sense of self
  • 2kg from those ginger biscuits, thanks to the badger

Want to Try It? Here’s How to Rent a Treehouse in the UK

Ready to swap four walls for four branches? These treehouse rentals are popping up everywhere, and some are available for monthly stays.

👉 Browse listings now on www.liverentbuy.com — filter by “unusual properties” or search “treehouse” to see current availability.

They go fast, especially in spring and summer, so keep an eye out!


Conclusion: Up in the Trees, Down to Earth

I went into the treehouse expecting a quirky story. I came out with clarity, peace, and a deeper understanding of how I want to live — with less noise, more nature, and maybe a badger or two.

Would I do it again? In a heartbeat.
Would I recommend it? Only if you’re ready to see what life looks like when you elevate your perspective

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