I know, I know. I promised I would post regular up dates of what we've been doing in our little slice of peace and tranquility in the valley. Frankly, it has been far too cold in the office to even contemplate coming down to this end of the house. And so, seven months have passed since my last post and I'm staring with a post about a shed. What the proverbial you know what (I don't want to swear on my blog)!! Surely a topic better suited to that lovely husband of mine. Turns out he doesn't like writing blogs.
Those of you who visited our home may recall an old shed (and I use the term shed very loosely) in our back (side???) yard. We named it, amongst other less flattering names, the Scary Shed. Mostly because it was very dark, even on a bright day, and kind of looked like the place where someone would stash something they ought not to, like a dead body. We did find some dead bodies in it. But they were rats. Not the kind of dead body one would secret away to a dark and gloomy place.
I actually didn't mind the scary shed. It had a certain charm about it. Although, well, it was still scary. Here are some pics of Scary Shed which might give you an idea of what it was like. It was cobbled together from bits and pieces and literally held together in some places by clamps! In fairness to Scary Shed, I did take the pics on a gloomy day and I am no photographer.
Much to my lovely husband's delight we managed to get Scary Shed replaced with a new, shiny model. One that has a proper cement pad that is all one level. One that has a window that opens to let the fresh air in. And a big roller door. And lots of room for shelves and equipment and all the bits and bobs that men like to stash into sheds. We have named this shed, New Shed.
Here are some pics of New Shed being constructed. It took one guy three days to put New Shed up.
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