The hay shed has been there since we owned the place, and only on Saturday did a light bulb go off. I only had my little pocket camera with me (someone may have put the dSLR in the car, minus its CF card) so quickly snapped some shots. Love the backdrop the shed wall creates.
Its a pity about the mood the kids and husband were in. As you can see, The Husband was once again, in a smiley, happy chappy, sort of mood. He's very much a Things To Do, Places To Go sort of person, come on, hurry this bit of nonsense up!
And then, after the work was done, the kids took these stellar shots, proving that indeed, mum waz 'ere:
Well, at least it proves one thing: dust indeed makes a fine camouflage for imperfections and evening out skin tone, and for making ones teeth seem nice and white! Tis a pity though, about the lines of it crusted into the lines of my neck. We'll call it cattle yard glamour shall we?