My Dad and Mom built that. It's just a log shed for storage of tools and sundry. This place also has a log cabin attached to the front of it that he and Mom built from logs on the land...my boys little then and got to help. You see, when I was 10 yrs old they bought this place~110 acres~and started homesteading, off grid and such. Built log cabins all with just the chainsaw and axe, ropes and hand tools to peel the logs(I think my butt still has pine sap on it!), etc.
This is my mother standing next to her eldest son...amazing isn't it? Everyone always thought she was Dad's daughter, though there are only 3 yrs difference in their ages.
Here's the first one, built in 3 wks time, in a hurry before winter set in....one room for living, one room for cooking, eating, bathing. No electricity or running water, water then came from a spring about 100 yds around the hill and guess who had to tote it? Yep...us kids. They still had one in grade school(me) and three in high school when they went off grid, with older kids and their spouses drifting through on their way from and to other things in life. I'm the youngest of nine children.
Lots of hard, hard work as this place had been an old home place some 60 yrs previously but had grown up to briars as high as a house, filled with junk cars, hundreds of old tires, snakes, bees...everything that could bite, sting or stick ya lived on this land. When it was finished it looked like a golf course and 6 acres around the house was mowed by push mowers(me again) while the bigger fields were mowed with a brush hog.
The next one, just down the slope from the original, was a much bigger and much more beautiful and functional cabin using larger logs that were peeled, though by that time I was the only one left in school, so I slept in the little cabin still. It was a dream to have it all to myself!
Then, when they got older they sold most of the place and retained about 20 acres and moved a single wide trailer on it...but Dad couldn't stand living in a trailer and without his wood heat, so he built a log cabin on the front of it. This isn't the most flattering angle on it but it's a darling little cabin and beautiful on the inside as well.
Here's a pic of the shed....pay no mind to Mom's getup...she does re-inactment each year on Blennerhassett Island in period dress for the tourists. We thought we'd really ham it up by giving her some props...her old shotgun and my old cur dog.
Anyhoo, the shed is not truly a log style structure as he didn't interlock the ends of the logs with one another, but just stacked them. Still sturdy as all get out, though. Dad never built anything rickety, though he never had any carpentry training in his life. The first little cabin still stands tall and shows very little aging after 40 yrs.
I know that was more than you asked for, but I had to explain the evolution of the cabins on this land and why that one looks a little funny...not fitted like a usual cabin. Don't know why Dad decided to do it that way.
