ok, well not exactly...really, not ever BUT i drive past this old barn every saturday on my trek to dad land. it intrigues me. this old barn is not in use anymore but with every season there is something beautiful about the simplicity. right now it is surrounded by little purple weeds. i've seen it surrounded by water, snow, green wheat and just dirt. the challenge in taking the pic is that it's off the turnpike and there's no good place to pull over. so forgive the slight blur, this is a slow-down drive by.
sometimes, that just seems to be the way i see life. glimpses, quickly caught, enjoyed, catalogued and foundly remembered.
peace.
