This old shack continues to intrigue my visual senses. Just a little over a mile from our home in Taylor, it’s weathered countless seasons. For years, its presence in the middle of a field meant for crops was a mystery. Finally, an explanation. This was a “hand shack,” meant to be temporary shelter for farm workers working in the area. Obviously, that use has long past. What interests me lately, however, is the tree, or large bush, that continues to grow up around it. Still, the shack, though leaning a bit more these days, perseveres. I like its stamina. This view was taken Saturday morning.