I love barns.
I love taking pictures of barns.
When we travel north at highway speeds, I love to point my iPod at the barns and hope to capture a bit of their beauty.
In the winter I love to get in the car and find snow covered barns to photograph.
The barns covered in snow, like cakes covered in white frosting, captivate me.
The tired old barns with their weathered boards and stone foundations are a beautiful contrast to the crisp new snow. Like a little bit of warmth in a sea of cold.
I love red barns.
I love having red barns as a backdrop when taking pictures of my kids.
I love white Adirondack chairs in front of red barns.
I love taking pictures in and around the barns on my cousins' organic dairy farm.
I love that my daughter can't wait to milk the cows when we visit.
I love that my other daughter prefers to stay outside the barn when we visit, but still ventures into the barn to try her hand at milking.
I love the free range chickens running around the yard.
I love taking pictures of barns and farms.
I love going back home to the city.
All photos are my own.
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