Friday, February 13, 2026

On the Country Roads. Old Shed




Someone built this little shed many years ago. Back then the fence was straight and the wood was still sap-bright and smelled of pine.  

For decades, the shed was the heart of the farm. But over the years, the farm grew quiet and only the shed remained, leaning into the wind, as if preparing for a storm.

Generally, life is good.







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