She asked “May I have a shed?” Like a man cave, a bodega for tool time Tim. A simply designed “She Shack”, a private place to be, a quiet spot to pray, a sacred corner to reflect, a secret space to commune with her Father. She would delight in spending more time in the garden with her boys. A secured porch that would enable all to share their paradise through all seasons in Mexico. So she looked online for ideas that would not bust the bank, but that would fill her yearn to cozy alone, that she may hear the voice of God.  She asked for a covered front porch that overlooks the garden and her She Shack, her Prayer Closet with sliding windows in order to hear the waterfall and the birds singing.