If you know me really well, you know that one of my dreams in this life is to renovate a barn into a house. Since we are still several decades away from that dream, I get by with just admiring barns and taking pictures of them. I especially like the dilapidated ones with washed out wood and holes in the roof. I grew up around farm equipment, barns, silos, and cows, so I see a certain beauty in all of it. When we were in Tennessee, Jeremy stopped on the side of the road so I could take pictures of these:
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