This was my shed when I took up allotmenting eleven years ago. He who builds sheds stopped it leaking and leaning into a complete state of collapse, and I and the snails and mice were very glad of it for several years. But then two years ago I left behind the plot it stands on to concentrate on my polytunnel plot. No one has taken it over, and this year it is doing a good imitation of the prairie with elephant’s eye high grass and thistles. Rather sad after all the hours of digging I did there. But at least the shed is still standing, and this year, the greengage tree that stands over it has quite a bit of fruit in the making. The artichoke, though, was eaten long ago.
Traces of the Past: Black & White Sunday Please visit Paula to see her dramatic seascape
Tish Farrell 
An interesting trace!
Absolutely wonderful in black and white. I’m always amazed at how light can be captured without colour.
I think it was a late-day shot, and yes, it amazes me too.
A magnificent photograph! I’ll bet the artichoke was delicious!
Many thanks for the kind comment. And yes it was delicious 🙂
I suppose we could say this is an example of shedding new light on an old subject?
And this is an ‘oh, you’ moment (grinning).
As we are currently experiencing load shedding, it seemed appropriate.
This works so well in b&w Tish. 😀
Mmmmmm, artichoke.
janet
Love the photo – v atmospheric. But I’m convinced there’s something hidden in the shed, a mystery that will take the finder on a sinister journey…
Oooh! Shall I risk a peek inside? It might be the Tardis in disguise.
Or it could be a shed load of mysteries, of course.
Ha! I did find a 1725 halfpenny just outside the door. The worms must have pushed it up. Dropped aeons before the allotment was there.
A beautiful black and white image here Tish, the light and the textures are excellent. A shame that the plot is going to waste though.
I did scrump some of my old strawberries yesterday. They were quite hidden under a jungle of grass, and rather yummy despite the neglect 🙂
Hidden from the birds! Mine have been attacked by the slugs this year – and then the woodlice move in – yuck! They must be softer than usual and not as sweet and I will pull them all up this year as they have been in since I moved here .
That is SO annoying, Jude. You’d think they’d be safe from slugs.
Very rustic, but quite charming in a delapidated sort of way.
I’m rather fond of it.
😊
Looks like its turned feral, in a laid-back kind of way. 😀
It has a certain something, as sheds go. A bit of edge 🙂
OOh greengages, yummy!
Oh yes. But they’re very teasing. Some years they hardly make any fruit at all. And other times the wasps get there first. I have my eye on them this year though. Quite a bit of fruit at a handy height.
We have our very OWN falling down shed. It’s actually quite fashionable I think.
One comes to value decrepitude – or at least get along with it.
It looks like it was a very fine shed once. I can see it was built with care.
I expect we will leave the privies as they are. We’re pretty used to banging our heads on the door lintel every time we look for something in one or other. I remember my history teacher telling me that in times past Much Wenlock people were often paticularly short. I don’t think she was being facetious.
What a smashing image, dear Tish, and I love the edit! Love it!
Many thanks, Paula. Glad you like my old shed 🙂