Now, to some, a shed in and unto itself is a thing of beauty. Those words have even been said (honestly, I think) of our shed. But the merits of a shed are not lost on me simply because it isn’t very bonny. At times the toilet for the house (what dread a late-night winter visit must have brought), coal shed, work tool shed, bike shed, wheel store, a home for migrating birds and now the tumble dryer and possibly one day a big freezer… the potential is limitless.
The shed has seen better days. Apart from blocking the view quite assuredly from the kitchen and bathroom windows, its location means it takes the full brunt of the north wind in winter time. We think this has served the main house very well- but the wood on the shed is in very poor nick and the pointing is sorely in need of attention.
It was further modified last week to accommodate our chopped wood- and I added a couple of things to give the poor old shed a bit of love.
Useful, yes; beautiful… hmmm. In its own way, I think: very.