4.12.2008

Old Shed



I spent many childhood hours pawing through jumbles of faded treasure in this shed and some more teenage hours looking for peace. That's all.

4 comments:

  1. Love it!

    I always wanted something like this when I was going through my teenage years.

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  2. i think if i saw that shed anywhere, it would still remind me of you.

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  3. I spent most moments of both perfect peace and raging tumult in secret woodsy places, and, seconding that, in hay-filled wagons (burrowed under hay bales) or swinging my legs from the rafters of the horse barn where the wall had conveniently rotted away to let in a great view of the valley. This shed, though, was filled with treasure and faintly remembered pieces of childhood, which made it top-notch, too.

    Now I feel guilty for having an overabundance of good places to hide myself. If only every tortured teen could have the same...(tongue in cheek).

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