I don’t know what it is exactly that I love about old barns considering I am a card carrying member of the city girl club. Perhaps it’s because they somehow harken back to earlier or simpler times and I’m sure many a farmer would argue with me about anything being simple when it comes to farming. Barns remind me of when there were bigger open spaces of land and we hadn’t spread out to build on every piece of land an architect could blueprint a development or strip mall onto.
I like seeing a farm surrounded by fields of something that one day we will be eating or will be fed to something we will be eating. Ummm…that last bit sounded a bit strange but you get the idea there. When I see a huge plot of land either fallow or still growing something with a big sign in it saying it is for sale I don’t know if I should feel sad or not. Is the farmer just retiring or has farming become less profitable and selling the land would be better? When I see a barn like this that is no longer used my imagination wanders off creating it’s own scenarios of what it was once like when new; what was that farm, farmer and area like.
Do you ever feel like an old barn surrounded by more things encroaching upon you? Sometimes life can be like that. New technology, the demands of jobs and families, bills, a homework assignment; this or that thing that is demanding your attention – they seem to surround us at time. Hopefully though we all continue to stand even if we might lean a bit to one side, perhaps have a few boards missing and doors don’t quite operate as well as they used to…but still standing!