Saturday, July 11, 2009

July 11, 2009

This is a building that I'll never tire of seeing. My grandpa built this back in the 60's for a chicken house and I remember gathering many an egg inside those walls . . .

Nowadays it sits to the east of the garden, that my mother spends endless hours working up. It holds "stuff" and is a catch all for garden implements, and misc. farm equipment.

I love it's old weathered look against the shrubs and flowers that my mom has so painstakingly planted and I know that it may not look like much, but I appreciate it's rustic beauty in the morning landscape.

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