In a hollow where a knot had once been on an ancient redwood, you built a passage into a nest that sat amid the branches of some much larger tree, with fierce winds howling a few hundred feet away to all sides, but a cozy, sunny spot in the middle. It took a while, carrying the things you needed, but you built a comfortable home there amid the whipping wind and eternally sunny skies, with a magnificent view as a fall of rainwater spilled down the endless trunk, sparkling rainbow in the forever sun.
