I've not been collecting too many barn pictures lately, but one of the barns out at the festival caught my eye yesterday. Broken in many ways, but still beautiful. Time has taken her original purpose and functionality, and left in their place a bit of peace and inner strength. There is a story here, if only one will take a moment to sit and listen...
Perhaps a history lesson, one of hard work and dedication. Of standing firm through wind and storms, of gently sheltering the young and vulnerable, of being a place of peace and safety. She has some battle wounds, I see, and a few of her windows are missing. Her paint is worn and yet she stands, still willing, and likely able, to render warmth and shelter when the winds of autumn blow and winter follows close behind with bitter blast and falling snow.
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Life is a collection of moments...
4 hours ago
...battle scars are part of life. Thanks Martha for the visit. let's do it again.
ReplyDeleteThey are, aren't they?
DeleteIt was a nice visit. I'll be back soon.
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Me too.
ReplyDeleteYes, a tale to be told in each rough old barn and home! Great photo!
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