This is what is left of my childhood treehouse. We used to come to my grandparents house almost every summer growing up, and most of that time was taken up with adding on to our ridiculously sweet treehouse. When I was about 14 my grandmas 90 year old neighbor was burning her weeds and the fire got away from her and ended up burning down our treehouse.
Since then I havent been down the fields to see what was left, and it was really sad. Growing up we used to swim in the ditches and ride our bikes through the fields and down to the convenient store to buy candy. It was crazy to go back after forever and see it :)