you devil!" and the crash of an empty bottle against the back of his aunt's
woodshed brought him wide awake, and a single minute later he was dressed and out of the win- dow and creeping along the roof of the "ell" on all fours.
But the other, I had it sent to the shop so as not to bother Sarah, an' I sneaked it in last night an' hid it in the woodshed."
In the woodshed Tom resurrected the hidden treasure and took off the wrapping paper.
Can I have those broken pieces of china that are out in the
woodshed? Diana's birthday is in February and mine is in March.
To go of errands with his slow and shuffling gait, which made you doubt how he ever was to arrive anywhere; to saw a small household's foot or two of firewood, or knock to pieces an old barrel, or split up a pine board for kindling-stuff; in summer, to dig the few yards of garden ground appertaining to a low-rented tenement, and share the produce of his labor at the halves; in winter, to shovel away the snow from the sidewalk, or open paths to the
woodshed, or along the clothes-line; such were some of the essential offices which Uncle Venner performed among at least a score of families.
I have also a small
woodshed adjoining, made chiefly of the stuff which was left after building the house.
The April baby came panting up just as I had written that, the others hurrying along behind, and with flaming cheeks displayed for my admiration three brand-new kittens, lean and blind, that she was carrying in her pinafore, and that had just been found motherless in the
woodshed.
Adam walked round the house, and still saw nothing except a rat which darted into the
woodshed as he passed.
He still slept in his little room at Maria's, but the sight of his new clothes caused the neighborhood children to cease from calling him "hobo" and "tramp" from the roofs of
woodsheds and over back fences.
But there came a time when my home didn't feel like 'home' anymore, when coming home didn't feel like tucking under the covers of a cozy bed, but being stuck in a cold
woodshed. There came a time when I was at home but longed for someplace else, because wherever that was, it just felt more like 'home.' And that was when it hit me: Home isn't a place.
They are forced to live in their
woodshed. Amid the constant threats of the Russian soldiers, they wait for the return of Eva's son, Heinz, who has gone to Lithuania for bread and fatback.
He released the albums "Ursa Verde" in 2018 under the name "Andrew of the North," and "Tonic & Gin" with his band, The
Woodshed, in 2006.