A couple of miles from my home, just off the highway, an old shed juts out of the side of a hill near a double-wide trailer. Such distant structures don’t usually catch my eye, but the last couple of weekends, my wife has done the driving when we venture out. I’ve enjoyed the break and especially the chance to see things I don’t usually notice because I’m focused on the road ahead. The other day I took notice of the shed, and the fact that what looked like an older man was sitting inside the shed in a chair, hunkered over a desk or table. What could he be doing?…