I have this thing about barns . . . old barns, new barns, round barns, black barns . . . and especially barn homes built with reclaimed timber; I’d like to live in a barn home some day on about 5 acres of land. We’d have a large Koi pond, several fruit trees, grape arbors and gardens full of fresh vegetables and beautiful pergolas and plants . . . maybe some day . . .
But for now, I’ll just take photographs of the ones I come across while traveling around with The Professor and share them with you . . .
This barn is actually just up the road from where we live now; vegetation has all but taken it over, but here she sits, right next to the road. We don’t know who the barn belongs to but we must have driven past it 100 times before noticing her standing there; now I watch for her whenever we travel that way . . . oh the stories she could tell . . .