Night Shift in the Shadows

The patio yard got too dark for heavy shunting, so I needed the ultimate hidden shed for the night. I trundled over the cooling flagstones, following the long shadows straight under the low wooden garden bench. It was pitch black in the rear corner—until I caught the gleam of an old clay plant saucer tilted on its side! With a cheeky nudge of my front buffer, I gave it a gentle bump until it formed a cozy archway. Parked snug inside, I let my headlamp beam bounce off the terra-cotta curve. Best secret depot in the whole territory!