Weather takes a toll on old frame structures like this old implement shed. Some wouldn’t even notice it. We drove by and then I stopped and reversed so I could give a long hard look. What I saw was character and textures, contrasts of light and dark. The implement shed looked like it had a story to tell. The wind hasn’t blown it down, on the contrary it passes right through. It will probably be around for a few more years too. It’s a survivor. Just like me.