Until yesterday, that is what the Husband, Molly the Cat, and I saw when we looked out the patio door. Sitting behind the shed was a small chicken coop. Molly loved to climb up the chicken coop, along a plank, and onto the shed's southern eaves to take her nap between breakfast and lunch.
For the past year, the Husband and I have talked about taking down the structures because they were useless. No chickens for the coop (never were!) and if we did have chickens I would rather see them strutting freely (kind of) around the yard. As for the shed, only hobbits would be short enough to stand in it. If, even then.
So, why was it built?
I don't know, and I don't care to speculate about how it came to be built. When I heard a crow and saw a butterfly as we dismantled the structures, I knew that the Mama liked our decision.
It felt good swinging the hammer and being constructively destructive. Pound! Pound! Grunt! Pound! GRUNT! Pound! Pound! The most physical activity that the Husband and I have done in a very long time.
Before we began our Pound! Pound!, the world was silent. Well, except for the sawing and hammering by the neighbors on our northside, who are building a beautiful deck. Our pounding seemed to have brought out the neighbors from the two houses on our southside. They were probably curious to why the quiet fogeys were creating such a racket. It felt like a party with all the chattering on the other side of the fences, the construction noise next door, and, of course, our Pound! Pound! Pound! and yakkity-yakking.
The once upon a time shed and chicken shed came down in about two hours. And, that's only because we had the help of our awesome friend Mister D. The Husband and I are barely at 70 percent in shape, and I think I'm being generous. Mister D and the Husband have known each other since college. He has always been there for the Husband and, ever since I've known Mister D, for me. Thank you, Mister D! Thank you very much!
Look! See the gift that Mister D gave us. The apple and avocado trees that were boxed in by the shed look happy with the nothingness, too. I'm sure Molly the Cat will be glad as well, in time.
P.S. Mister D also helped the Husband fix the side gate for us, which got destroyed during the winter storms. When he and the Husband pulled the old post from its hole, they found that the gate post was held up by a just-the-right-size piece of branch wedged between the post and the concrete. Something, huh?
Hellloooooo:) I am slowly coming back from my vacay. I'm glad you got help with taking down this hobbit shed. It does look betterReplyDelete
Hi,ya, Hey, ya, How, ya Birgit! Hope you had a grand time. I'm thinking a redwood tree would look great near the corner.Delete
I have an outside shed I literally never use tooReplyDelete
This morning I was creating a gardening corner for me and wouldn't have minded a sweet little shed to put pots and such that I've been collecting. We have a bigger shed that we want to pull down too. Or, so we think. lolDelete
Definitely a big improvement without the Hobbit shed in the way. That looks like a really lovely little corner now :)ReplyDelete
Thanks, Eunice. I noticed that Molly likes it, too. I found her rolling around in the dirt.Delete
That Molly! A dirt connoisseur! :DDelete
What a difference! Love it. :DReplyDelete
This morning I woke up thinking how fun it would be to string solar lights among the trees.Delete
What a wonderful idea!!! I can see 'em now. :)Delete
Most Excellent Outcome.ReplyDelete
Wow! That pound pounding made a world of difference; well worth it! it's always good to have a friend - but especially one who will willingly help with big projects like this!ReplyDelete
Mister D made me realize that doing nearly any kind of handywork is possible.Delete