Hi everyone! My family celebrated Memorial Day on Sunday and my sweet husband had to work on the Monday holiday, so I took the opportunity to take a little drive out into the countryside to shoot some photographs. We had recently driven west on Route 20 to attend The Beekman Boys Farm Tour, and a number of old barns captured my imagination.
This wonderful old farm produced eggs for the market. Locals will be familiar with the name Jewett; their eggs are available in some of our local grocery stores. It sits back from the road and is a feast for the eyes.
One of the time worn windows gracing the Jewett farm.
Some barns are not easily photographed. They sit awkwardly, too far away, or have mutlitple power lines obstructing the “perfect” shot. But the persistent soul often discovers an alternative, like this side view with birches–love!
Standing there in out-lived duty, that old friend that welcomes me.
I’m just loving these stenciled horses. Must’ve been a horse farm at one time. I didn’t notice any nearby; perhaps they’d been taken out to a far pasture for the day.
Okay, she’s not a barn, but she called out to me from the side of the road and demanded some attention. She desperately wanted his picture taken, so I obliged. Of course. The rusty roof. The butter yellow door. The concrete chimley (as my father-in-law would say). Sweet.
This is what I would call a classic barn–large and deep red, with its gambrel roof and two silo friends standing guard beside it. It enhances the countryside with its charming good looks.
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