Valentine's Day Massacre

February 14, 2006.
Time to die.

Yes, and here we meet Willi who, at J's high recommendation, I hired to demolish the shed, build my foundation, and dig some trenches. Ah, Willi...

I wanted to save and reuse what I could of the building but the planks were riddled with termite paths and the paint was loaded with lead.

I did save most of the cedar posts that held up the building. They've been moved around the yard to various places since and are now over by the compost pile. I know they'll come in handy for something. Someday.

Last rites.

Viewing.

The hearse awaits.

The end.

All gone!

Last Day of the Shed

I realize that I am bidding a long farewell to a somewhat nothing of a shed but the charm of what was left of this little building gave me the sense of another time and place and provided me with the inspiration to make a new building in its stead. Adieu!