“Inside a barn is a whole universe, with its own time zone and climate and ecosystem, a shadowy world of swirling dust illuminated in tiger stripes by light shining through the cracks between the boards. Old leather tack, lengths of chain, rope, and baling twine dangled from nails and rafters and draped over stall railings. Generations of pocketknives lay lost in the layers of detritus on the floor.”
Man, does that wording take me straight back my barn days! My brother and I spent many a summer day up in the hay loft, building forts out of bales, naming new kittens (so many kittens!) and steering clear of the feisty rooster in the barnyard below.
Such fond memories. *sigh*
Guess that’s why I’m still gaga for anything galvanized. It takes me straight back to my barn days, too.
(Fargo Sconce by Barn Light Electric)
And chicken people, you know they take me straight back to the coop! 😀
I can still see baby chicks and brown eggs keeping warm underneath galvanized pendants all winter long in Minne”snow”ta.
Totally different story down here in sweet home Alabama. My Weather Channel app says it “feels like” 102° here in Pike Road this afternoon. The kind of day where you can feel the air wishing it was water. 😉