Sunday, May 22, 2011
The old shed stood amongst the wild growth. The paint worn, siding rusted with time telling the world it has been forgotten. What secrets are inside these simple four walls? Old tools, holiday decorations, toys now outgrown or boxes of memories. Or perhaps secrets better left forgotten.
My entry for the 55 Word Challenge. Check out other entries and join in the fun on Lisa McCourt Hollar's blog Jezrie's Nightmares