Project 365 Day 12

Once upon a time...Doesn’t that just do something to you? When I was in 2nd grade, when all of the other kids were (literally) reading Winnie the Pooh, I was reading Grimm’s Fairy Tales. And if you haven’t actually read Grimm’s Fairy Tales, let me tell you, they give renewed meaning to the word “grim”. I was living in England at the time, and it was very easy for me to believe that the fairy tales represented “the good old days” and weren’t just, well, fairy tales. I felt surrounded by castles and ruins and deep, dark forests. Not far from my home, there is an old farm that has been refurbished as a restaurant/brewery/venue and is actually where my daughter got married late last summer. This building is called the White Shed and is for cigar smoking and scotch (you can see the bottles through the window). To me, it looks like the shed that the woodsman in Snow White would have lived in. Okay, without the lights in the surrounding trees, and without the historic octagonal barn it sits next to (it was really the dairy shed). But I can see the woodsman there, I can smell his pipe, and if I close myeyes, I know that Snow White is coming, and my heart beats faster, because I have read the story, and I know what lies ahead.