Your 5th photo with the little house within the trees, reminds me of a house me and my brother found in the woods when we were young.

We would hangout there, and one time him and his friend stayed over night. I never did because it gave me the creeps.

He brought this blanket that our grandma made him, but he forgot it when he left.

I remember our mom always asking where that blanket was, and he kept saying it was at his friends house. She would notice things missing all the time. Like moms do.....

finally one day he took the journey out the the abandoned house to get it back.