I want to take you on a tour of one of my favorite places...
We are lucky enough to live in the country....
Our neighbors own a working dairy farm.
Part of the farm includes another farm.
The house is no longer standing.
But the barn is.
I love the barn.
This is a tour of the upstairs of the barn.
It is primarily empty, but I think it is a wondrous place.
There is something so magical about the way the sun streams into the hayloft.
I love the architecture and am amazed at the engineering behind the roof.
This is a view into the field from the hay loft.
There are places where the floor is a bit spongy so I stay close to the stairs and just enjoy the moment.
We had such a hard winter.
My husband and I were worried the roof may not hold.
You can see the holes in the tin.
But she is still standing.
If I won the lottery, I would buy this barn.
I would have her fixed up and turn her into an antique retreat.
A place to hold classes.
She would be filled with laughter and love.
The hayloft I would leave open and spacious with a few tables.
Room to dance.
Room to move.
Whenever I am here, I feel the tension leave me.
Actually just looking at the photos does the same thing.
I think about the work that has been done here.
putting hay up in the heat of the summer.
I imagine the farmer's wife joining him here in the evening after the work is done.
Leaning together, they look out at the land.
They assess all that they are growing.
I imagine their kids playing hide and go seek among the stacked bales of hay.
I imagine their daughter, now a young woman, stealing a kiss from her sweetheart here one evening.
This barn has stories she keeps.
Another time I will show you more of her.
Thanks for stopping by.