I need to go back and look at when the last Sunday Stills was that I posted. I know its been a while.
We were in Wisconsin this weekend, with nothing to do, but drive the scant 115 miles to our reload for Monday, and take in the scenery. Lucky me...two days to kill in Dairyland USA. There is no shortage of barns here!
This last one is from my files, but I have to include it. This was taken last summer in Longstreet, LA. Another weekend with nothing to do, so we rented a care and drove from Arkansas to Louisianna to see the old family farm in Longstreet, something Malcolm had wanted to do for a very long time. It was a very special trip, finding the old farm, and then exploring it while on the cell phone with his 90+ year old grandfather who lives now in North Carolina. Nothing much was left but some piles of rubble and a the leaning barn, which probably won't see the end of another year. Malcolm's grandfather and great-grandfather built this barn so very long ago. The right word escapes me now to explain the feelings that went through both of us. Once a small but thriving cotton farm that was the pride of a family, has now crumbled and given in to the pressure of trees, brambles, and time. So much love and work into a place, only to have it return to the earth after the people are gone. Makes one think about what all we work for here on earth, and what we make priority.