The shed had sat at the bottom of the garden for so long that Nature had claimed it for herself. Small trees, ivy and wild roses surrounded the buckling wooden frame, hiding it perfectly. The treasures inside were now lost to rust and animals, who made their home there. Yet, every autumn as the leaves turned to gold and slipped away, glimpses of the old shed could be seen.
New children had recently moved into the house and when they spotted the shed, they investigated. Sadly, they found only useless gardening tools and animal nests inside. Then the oldest child had a bright idea.
They cleaned the place out, fixed it up and made the old shed their secret den for the summers to come.
Photograph provided by Phylor with thanks.