Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I can see the back wall of my potting shed again!

Do you marvel at people with neat sheds and workshops, with immaculate tools set out, gleaming and ready for the next job? I don't know how they do it, my shed seems to have its own force-field, not repelling  but attracting every manner of junk to its heart, slowly but surely accumulating such quantities of rubbish that I can barely open the door and shove a fork or rake in there before swiftly securing the door again.

Well, today, not being wet for a change, I was able to empty it all out (now I know what that smell was: a dead mouse) busily brushing corners that had lain undiscovered seemingly since the last ice age. It is now the perfect example of horticultural order, at least until the force-field once again draws all unto itself.

1 comment:

Annie*s Granny said...

Oh, I know what you mean! I pride myself for having such a neat garden shed throughout the gardening season, but once it's time to put the garden to bed in the fall, the shed gets stacked full of tools, fencing, containers.....there is just no end to the mess I make in there! It's too cold yet to go clean it up, so I just turn a blind eye to all the junk and promise myself I'll get it done. Someday.