Years ago, when I was delivering pizza, I was handed an order to an address that made no sense - as far as I knew, there was nothing along that entire stretch of road but vacant lots and gravel pits. But I set out anyways. I reached that stretch of road, looked over at one of the vacant lots about where the address was supposed to be, and spied a huge pile of logs way at the back of the lot. In front of that pile of logs was the present day version of this contraption, minus the roof. Sure enough, the guy running it was the one who'd ordered the pizza. There is more in the way of sheds and shops there now, but he is still using that same saw, still in the same place it was.