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  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Monday, October 24, 2011

Old Barns

This old barn is still standing
in a field
on a country road that I drive
about once a week.
I always feel a sense of sadness
as I view it.
In past years  a beauty
and  still  beautiful to me.

So many stories you could share.
Now with years of  neglect
 who knows how much longer
you will still be proudly standing.

Always looking your way
while driving by.

Ever aware
 road is winding and
always
glancing to see if there is
a car behind
or one approaching.

Finally was able to take a picture.
Hoping all along that I would
be safe
as I stood in the middle of the road.

The thought
when one has a passion for
the camera and the excitement
it brings from a good shot -
chances are taken.

10 comments:

FlowerLady Lorraine said...

What a lovely post with a beautiful old barn photo. I love it when a photo comes out just right. Not all of them do, but when one does, oh the joy and excitement.

Thanks for sharing this bit of beauty from your area.

FlowerLady

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

FlowerLady, thanks for the early morning comment. It is suppose to be in the 70's in my area. Whenever I read your comments I feel led to share that my oldest daughter and her attorney husband live in Tampa. A new home and she misses growing the gardening she did in Massachusetts. You seem to do very well in your location

Balisha said...

Hi,
I took some pictures a while back and took a chance on safety. The view was so pretty...I just had to take that chance.
I love old barns. When I painted more, they were what I loved to paint. The new "metal" barns don't have any character.Your picture is wonderful.
Are you feeling better? I hope so.
Balisha

Judy said...

Being a farm girl, it is sad for me to see the barns falling down and fading from our landscape. They were so important as shelter for the livestock and farm machinery and grain or hay stored in them, plus all the fun hours spent exploring, finding new kittens and building forts from the loose or baled hay. Ah-hh, memories.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Balisha, feeling better and now wear a mask when I ride in the woods. They are so beautiful that I cannot stay out of them.
Also when the ground is soft and wet I cannot ride in the woods.
So right now is a perfect time.
Thank you for visiting.
Judy, just like you I see the barns disappearing all the time.

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful shot of the barn. Just yesterday I stopped along the side of the rode because I loved the way the dew was dripping of the white fence slats, as the sun was shining behind them, making the dewdrops glisten. Yes, some things merit taking a risk. I've come to love old, fallen down buildings. I usually feel a mixture of sadness and intrigue. I'm glad you were able to stop and "honor" this old structure.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Ellen, thank you for commenting.
Thinking of you and this future
project :)

Tabor said...

Lovely capture. YOur photography is getting better and better and you used to be so worried about it. This looks like one of those old tobacco barns that the govt. paid to have shut down.

Freda said...

An evocative photo - lovely.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Tabor and Freda - thank you..