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AN ODE TO BARNS

While recently traveling to Wisconsin for a wedding I couldn't help but notice all of the beautiful barns speckled across the landscape. It reminded me of the musty smell of the old family barn growing up. It is a place where it is okay to be dirty and oily feel like you are putting in a hard day's work.

The first two pictures were captured under a nearly full moon in the great state of Wisconsin.





These barns are along the front range of Colorado.



Comments

phutton said…
BARNNNORMOUS! Great photos!
Carol said…
That moon is crazy bright.

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