I love old barns. I think it's the raggedyness in me that loves them. Here's some I've driven by on my way to and fro this winter.
Just north of Rochester. |
On the road to Zumbrota. |
Taken from Interstate 90. |
Taken from Interstate 90. |
At Nelson Valley. |
On a dirt road that I could never remember how to get back to. |
"I asked for wonder and He gave it to me."
- Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel, in The Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning
Beautiful pictures. The barn I like to drive by is near where you lived in MO . . . the red one on Little Blue. So, it seemed fitting to see these pictures and link them mentally near the place I can picture you. It's certainly a raggedy barn as well. btw, poem life Jennifer and I talked about how much we appreciate your raggedy term:)
ReplyDeleteAmy, I LOVED that I had to drive by that barn almost every day. And the rail road tracks. And the river. And the horses. *sigh* I do miss it. "Red barn on Little Blue" - that sounds colorful and poetic...
ReplyDeleteThe Little Blue valley drive is one of my favorite memories of Kansas City. I drive it everytime I go back.
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