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What, you were expecting pretty flowers and leaves again?
This morning is a dull going-to-rain-any-time-now morning, so I took the superwide and the tripod out to the shed, figuring there would be some kind of useful still-life-with-who-knows-what to be found there.
My father built the shed in the 1960s, out in the back. We saw its roof in August. It's falling down and I've got to replace it this year.
Why are there ex-mayonnaise bottles of yellow and red paint in a rusted-out five-gallon drum? I have no idea, but there they are, and they've been there at least since the late 1980s (my father died in 1989). The beach stones and coral are probably that old, but the rebar is new. (What's the point of having a shed if you can't toss in rebar you might use sometime?)
I know where the chunks of wood came from. My father was, in his later life, a woodworker. He collected wood from wherever he saw trees being cut. There's a lot of it in the shed, and some of it's still usable. I believe we're looking at mango here (the slab) but I'm not sure what the piece to the right is. I'll save whatever's not rotted, and see if somebody can use it.
I have enough new stuff to learn in my old age. No woodworking for me.
I should also mention that in the HDI project I photograph what presents itself. I don't move things out of the way. If I can't get them out of the field of view with selective focus or reframing, they remain. This shot would be better if the white wire weren't up at the top, but it was and so it stayed. Same for the rebar.