Number three is my favorite too, and I did literally dream on it, as I took a tiny cat nap propped up on its trunk. Unfortunately, none of these lovely sticks are in my backyard - I had to take a hike to find them. My husband's sticks are more of the plain stick-ish variety, and I don't think anyone but the children will miss them. I have the feeling he is not quite as crazy as the neighbor though, and might just start making the children clean up their own messes:)