Usually, I do my best to avoid spending time close quarters. I'm no fan of elevators, and attics tend to give me the creeps. But for some reason, I was drawn to the light inside of an abandoned garden shed like the proverbial moth to a candle. So, I gathered up all my strength and walked into the tiny space. At one point, I looked up and found several interesting abstract compositions. I captured a few images and got the hell out of there just as the walls started closing in.
