Meet the ugliest, yet somewhat beautiful old pile of junk: we refer to him as Ramshackely and the name is fitting beyond explanation. Eric bought him a few years back and truthfully it works...most of the time. Once he was stolen and found partially over our fence and into the neighboring field. Maybe it's his character? Maybe he is an antique? Maybe they decided to steal it to save my backyard from looking like ye' old junkyard. We will never know. Regardless, I like to take pictures of Ramshackely because he looks so authentic. Again, through my old eyes I like this piece of junk.