You guys are so sweet! After my Less Than Pinterest Worthy post yesterday, some of you were consoling me over my poor, barren yard. Thank-for being so thoughtful!
But I did a little something about it today. The rustic garden shed got some new accessories AND flowers. It’s still early in the year, but things are looking up! At least in this one little corner anyway. 🙂
The shed is wearing a few new swanky accessories too. Can you spot them all as you scroll?
This old lantern is going to get a solar light inside, I decided just today. It would help for those late night stumbles for more firewood. And it would look cute and welcoming at night.
With each pressure wash every spring, the shed loses a little more colour. It’s nearly all barn wood looking now. But I’m ok with that.
The shed now puts me in mind of the barn I grew up with, along with those crazy grapevines going slightly and beautifully out of control.
This shed has morphed into a mini rambling old farm.
Back on the farm, my mom loved a nice, pretty paint job. But it was rare that big ‘ol barns looked that spiffy. But she got after my Dad, and they had the house and barn colour coordinated so they were perfect.
What makes me laugh is how beat up I love my stuff. What would my mom say about this…
I can hear her loud and clear.
She’d come over, wear a silent smile, lean back while glancing, and nod along with her sing song voice, “That’s very Donnaish!”
Dad? He’d just smile and say, “Ohyeah…”
You never really completely knew if they were actual compliments or not. I think more acknowledgements. But it didn’t much matter… they were both right. 🙂
Funny thing though… I kinda think I must have snagged a little more Dad in me. He had this one particular shed that was ready to fall over. Inside was a big metal bucket of rusty nails. That he actually used.
When he needed to fix something, he’d grab that bucket and go to town on some repair. But I could never really figure out what he just repaired, because it all kinda looked the same to me.
His building methods were… a little rustic. He wasn’t a finishing carpenter type. But he got the job done.
Sounds a little like someone else I know…
My mom’s deal was clean with pretty flowers all over the place. Maybe I got the flower thing from her.
I honestly think I got a ‘make do’ mentality from both of them. We didn’t have fancy things, nor even brand new. Everything kind of had a weathered patina about it. It may have been repainted, but it was rarely if ever new. You could feel and see the layers of time on everything.
Rustic. Comfortable. Home. A story. Loved.
Read how the shed came to be HERE
If this little rustic shed could tell a story, I think it would say that it’s become a thing in my world, because it’s a reminder of where I started. And as each year passes, it encourages me back, growing and learning while tinkering on it yet again.
This little shed is like an old friend. It’s my first ever build, and it’s weathered every storm I’ve ever had alongside me. Right from day one.
I may not have my big ‘ol dream barn I long for…. but then again, maybe I already do.
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Do you too have a special something? What story does it tell you?
The rustic garden shed series…
48 thoughts on “If rustic garden sheds could tell stories”
Donna, I love your old woodshed and the red geraniums look perfect next to it. I think it’s a beautiful sight in all seasons even though some might think it not so. 🙂 I love it!
Looks darling! I was needing a few ideas to help dress up our little “bunkie” at the cabin.
I love your little shed so much! If I wasn’t constrained by having my elderly mother live with me (who sounds like she has the same taste as your mom), I’d be out in the yard with my hammer and nails right now! J
So, so cute, Donna! Love the four seasons.
I was due to paint our shed this year but after serving yours I have to let it go! Love the weathered look.I esp like the seasons of the shed! Great photos & coke signs soooo cute..
Great shed and love what you did.
-Carole at GardenUp green
I LOVE this look. So many things take me right back to my childhood and you have it all wrapped up in one place. Thanks for the journey back in time. 🙂
My husband was just reading over my shoulder and said “that needs to be painted”. Lol. He’s with your Mom. I think it looks great! As you can see, decorating at my house is a challenge for me to meet both our styles. But, for the most part we work it out.
Haha! I can see that being a challenge… maybe you need his and hers sheds. 😀
Love the seasonal pictures of the shed. Sounds to me you are definitely a chip off the ‘ol block – bot parents. I’m certain they would be proud. -Bev
I wonder if your rustic shed knows how far and wide it has given pleasures and to how many? Love it! Wish I had one.
I love your little garden shed, and your yard is so pretty and that view is worth a million bucks. I would love to have a garden shed like yours, it is so rustic and goes perfect with the surroundings.
I love your shed, would use it for a little mama’s getaway spot!
Donna – your little shed has become an old friend to many of us, your readers. I love the story it tells!
I LOVE your beautiful shed. We broke down and bought a Rubbermaid shed. I like it but I LOVE yours.
it looks perfect to me!
This might be one of my favorite posts EVER. I simply love what it represents, and the photos just make my heart sing. Simple, yet profound. Thanks so much, Donna.
You BUILT that shed? I can’t even build a 6 inch box lol – but I’m absolutely in love with it – gives me a little hope for the 80 year old one in my back yard that’s ready to fall down –
It’s covered in particle board that peeling and flaking off everywhere – I’m going to rip that off and recover it in pallet wood –
Then I HAVE to find a coke sign like yours – that’s just fabulous !
I think the perfect compliment anyone could give would be the word
” Donnaish ” !!!
Suzan, I regard this as a cheater build. The structure was a greenhouse and I removed the plastic and put up boards instead. 🙂
I love every.single.thing. about your little shed. But I did happen to notice the gate you originally put behind the big white flowerbox of geraniums is missing. I loved that gate there. Where did it go? Probably, knowing you, in some even greater spot! 🙂
Ha! At this current time, it’s hanging on the walls of my church! I did a little decorating and plunked it there for the time being. I forgot about that thing!
…. a little piece of heaven !