Time is now until partied out

Place is the treehouse in the figurative giant oak in Alffe's backyard

Accommodations, being figurative, are as large as necessary.....

So..... the band is warming up,

the goodie tables are arrayed,

the rope ladder is down,

and we are all ten years old again, well able to hoist ourselves up to the boughs of the tree and the marvelous tree house for our club,

all comers are welcome,

treats are appreciated,

being ten years old, each of us, all of life and what it has to offer is lain before us to explore however we might,

isn't such an experiment glorious?

What would you do if you were ten again in a treehouse full of Wren's fudge and other delights????