Day 1 *Reveling In Rubble* or *Saying Goodbye To Our Old Shed*

It was a dilapidated shed, built on a brick floor. The previous owners said to be careful in it because they saw copperheads in the corner. I never did, but they were probably hiding under our pallets of hay. It was the shed where our Collie, Tom, got his first oppossum last fall. It didn't have a door, so any manner of critter could be in there, and paper wasps dominated it every summer. Still, it kept a few bales of hay and all of our garden tools out of the rain. The plan is to replace it with a shed with a door. For now, I'm kind of enjoying the view of the pasture sans shed.