Our old barn is no longer standing. The new owner wanted to convert it to his living quarters to preserve the history but the trouble was that there was too much history and the building wouldn’t support his plan. So instead he put up a red barn like structure in its place.
I used to climb the hay stacks which led right up to the rafters of the barn as a kid and it was great fun. The barn was great to explore although I remember only one summer when there were cows there and then only two of them.
Our barn once even served as a hanger for an ultra-light airplane complete with an FBI warning sign posted on the outside about trespassing that “hanger”.
The picture taken in winter is of the new structure that resembles a barn. Resembles, yes, but nothing will take the place of that original barn that my grandfather constructed ever so long ago.