Thursday, April 7, 2011
When No One's Left to Care
Came across this abandoned old red barn the other day sitting very close to the road. The farmhouse next to it looked empty as well. I imagine an elderly couple having lived most of their lives here, finally died, and no one is left to, (or interested in) keeping the aged homestead going.
The old gal may be in bad shape,
but she has lot's of interesting shapes to her.
She also has some mystery... look very closely, as there is something interesting in this photo below, (that I didn't even notice until I was back home)...
It's part of an old license plate from 1927 hanging above the doorway. (See photo below for a close-up)
Was it a depression era attempt to patch a hole? A spirit of make do with what you have on hand?
I don't know, but I like it.
And I also like this...
A secret little hideaway. I imagine once, long ago, the couple's laughing children running in and out. Playing hide and seek, and relishing the coolness this root cellar would provide on a hot summer day.
I feel like someone owes this barn some thanks. For years of service and shelter. For literally hanging in there. So, before it falls completely apart, or someone comes along with a bull-dozer, I'd like to take this opportunity to say it,
"Thank you, Red Barn, and may you rest in peace."
Posted by Victoria at 11:40 AM