Thursday, September 10, 2009

these are the colors I was talking about

A hastily taken picture about a half mile down the road. Maples are so dramatic, aren't they. They blush at the first sign of fall.

After I picked up a few necessities in town, I had about a half hour to spare before Calvin was done with football practice. So I drove around a little, and came upon this old barn. I am sure I have posted about it once before, but I cannot find it tonight. Anyway, it is still there, although I do not know for how long. Once it must have been an exciting thing, to build such a fine structure for the dairy herd you worked so hard to build. Somewhere along the line, expenses and farm programs did away with that dream.

7 comments:

Lynne at Hasty Brook said...

Such a wonderful old barn-
It must have been magnificent in its day.

cherylhotton said...

Was there a big house that went with it ? A nice barn like that deserved a really nice house . I love these old barns too . We can only imagine what life was like back then . Beautiful maples also Deb . I always enjoy reading your blog !

Jayne said...

Ooooo... your maples are already turning... beautiful! I always see old barns and wonder... if walls could only talk. :c)

The-Grizzled-But-Still-Incorrigible-Scribe-Himself! said...

Oh, man! I miss the northcountry maples turning! And the tamaracks.

Not much color happening here.

Floridacracker said...

That barn is pretty impressive! Shame if it crumbles.

Cindy said...

I love the subtle colors of early autumn.. and what stories those old barns could tell!

RuthieJ said...

I was surprised at how much fall color there was in Wisconsin over the weekend. I'm sure ready for it!