Shed or narcissi

A stone wall collapsed a year or two ago exposing some narcissus bulbs, most of which were transferred to a more favourable location but apparently some were missed. Much more recently those that were missed were relocated to a temporary bed. The idea is that they will rejoin the others after flowering but while there is still enough visible die-back for me to know where it is safe to dig. Anyway, after the snow their little heads are poking up as creamy and as cheery as you like, so I took a few shots.

A little later we noticed our power supply cable wiggling about so I went up to the top to see if Nestor the village janitor was removing the branch that has been blocking the lane and to invite him in for a coffee. By the time I reached the top the line had stopped wiggling and nobody was there but the lane was clear. That's when I noticed this shed across the way, I think it belongs to the parents of George the linesman. I took several shots, some with more zoom but I like this one showing the shed in its setting. Those are two single camp-beds rusting in front of the shed. I wonder if they are intended to become a grand pair of gates :-)
It was a tough decision, creamy narcissi or rusty shed but I'm not wasting yet more extras on something that will still be there tomorrow.

Our internet connection is really frustrating, on for a couple of minutes and then off again, and so on. It makes uploading or commenting really frustrating so please excuse my partial absence. I expect a tree is across something it shouldn't be,