I was supposed to be exhausted this evening from a full day of scouting plus the annual neighborhood picnic, but the rain cut the first in half and postponed the latter. Since it had cleared up by late afternoon (mostly), Mom decided to take this unscheduled and unstructured time as an omen to get to work on the tree house. With much management of a reluctant staff, Mom managed to get the base framing up, as you can see here. I had originally thought she would chop off all the lower branches, to make construction easier, but that’s just not Mom’s way, Giver-Goddess Earth Mother that she is. So we set everything up in place, fighting the branches. In the end, as everyone who knows her would expect, Mom’s Will Be Done.