* for the fallen * (excerpt) They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old; Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. - Laurence Binyon (1869–1943) -
This spacious cedar garden shed has tons of storage space for lawn and garden tools plus shelves for supplies, a potting bench and windows. It's close at hand too, since we attached it to a garage wall.