I walk down Old Pope Road and past this old shed often. The barn is fenced off and abandoned. Nothing special. But today, the way mid-winter sun illuminated the building and dappled the shade under the old oak on the fence row. Today I stopped. I paused and took in the familiar scene and made this photograph. Thinking, no, knowing that one day when I round the corner the Old Pope Road Shed will be gone. Rubble. The oak trees bulldozed, and the ground scrapped sterile. Making way for a few more new homes in another tacky subdivision like I live in.