When I think of sheds I think of my Dad. He loves them! I think, if he had to choose between his house and his shed he'd choose the shed. His shed is his creative space. It's a place where he chills out and potters. He fixes and builds is there. He stores and hoards in there. He loves to show people around his shed and is always ready to give them something of interest or a tool that he has multiples of. He's a very generous man and his shed is place where he stores his generosity.
This is my Dad's shed. He built it out of recycled bits and pieces he collected from the tip. The beautiful bolt that fixes the doors together is one he has had for many, many years. this bolt has been on many a shed door owned by Dad. This won't be it's resting place, I'm sure;)
I love sheds too. I'm wondering whether all of those years of Dad and his shed loving have finally worn off on me. I love the shape of sheds - especially barn-style sheds and rustic, non-painted old weatherboard ones.
Here are some photos of sheds, from a variety of sources, for you to enjoy.
This is a photo of a shed at Quaama. it's actually accommodation.
This is my next project, if I can get my hands on one. I love these 'old dunny' sheds in gardens. I'd love to put one at the foot of my veggie garden. It would be the perfect size for a wheel barrow, gardening implements and bits and pieces. Surely someone's got one in their backyard that they'd love me (or someone clever in my family....??) to dismantle for them?