Sheds are supposed to be all about practical matters. Things lined up, just so. My neighbor up the street has a meticulously, shoot, I’d say a beautifully organized shed. It is joy to see the order. She says it helps her feel more centered. I can understand that. I could wish to achieve that. I know that I will never reach that goal.
In my most honest moments, I have to admit that I’d also like to have a shed that was boldly expressive. Being expressive means one need not be neat. I love neat, but seem to be missing the neat gene.
This was a shed I saw when visiting some friends.
Now this…this, can serve as a model of what I might accomplish without going mad.