The potting shed aka chicken house gathers an unusual array of put together items. Strange families are created such as the one pictured above. In the fall I clean it out so that when spring comes I'll be all ready for potting but somehow it doesn't work. All winter long, when we can pry the door open, things get put in there in disarray and it has to be cleaned again in the spring. In the meantime, snails pair up with wasps nests, lamps with old pots, craft items seem to exist happily with dirty gardening gloves - strange bedfellows to say the least.
God bless you, Diane