A Blue Barn

"Open doorway to a blue barn partially filled with hay bales"

Once upon a time …

Once upon a time there was a blue barn, that sat back from the road all by itself on the edge of a rolling hillside. At first glance, it was a pretty nondescript, practical, aluminum-sided barn partially filled with hay bales.

When I pulled off of the main road onto the side road that this barn faced, to take a closer look, there wasn’t anything out of the ordinary that drew¬† my eye. There was no one to ask me why I’d stopped, what I was planning to do. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t really sure myself.

It seemed like a good idea at the time; a way to stop the clock ticking. To see if I could imagine the beginnings of a story for some future time. Or, to simply admire the view, to breathe my fill of a late afternoon. To save an image for a rainy day, for a future blog post.

Or not.¬† [gplus count=”true” size=”Medium” ]


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