Barns and their haunting beauty...
They stand in majestic stature.
No matter their age or how they have withstood the years.
They are beautiful...
They are beautiful...
Some barns stand in solitude in a field all alone...
They have stood so long, that their last coat of red paint
has faded to a rustic color...
Some have windows, with the glass panes long ago broken out and missing...
The rust has set in on the tin roofs...
A gray barn seems to say "I am different and I am Okay"
This barn has been kept in prime condition,
It has had many face lifts in its many years!
Lonely and unattended...
Proud and tall and on its original rock foundation.
"A firm foundation"
Even to the setting sun
You are beautiful...
Barns are as American as apple pie and freedom...
A green barn seems out of place, but it was quaint!
Country and stylish...
"A working barn"
Large and lovely she was a grand barn in her day...
Barns were part of the livelihood for the American frontier and families...
A barn is a home to these little ones...
This barn is on a big incline;
It was probably hard in the winter snows and ice...
A side of a barn...
This barn was over 100 years old!
Just better with age...
Just better with age...
Which way is the wind blowing?
How many hands have touched this barn door handle?
Good fences and boundaries keep us safe...
"Fields of gold and amber waves"
The breadbasket...
The breadbasket...
The harvest is gathered and placed in the waiting barns...
May this be a blessing to all who get to see the amazing
Heritage we have in this country
"May God bless America"
From sea to shining sea...
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May this be a blessing to all who get to see the amazing
Heritage we have in this country
"May God bless America"
From sea to shining sea...
Feel free to forward this post...