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The wise, well-organized farmer never runs out of hay. He is up with the roosters and in bed with the dusk. He’s at one with the land, with the animals, with his hay supply. He’s alert.

He can probably get his truck up his driveway.

He’s not me. Me? I was outta hay. And Clover was about to hurt me. So some hay had to be had.

So yesterday we took off across the river ford to get out because the road in the other direction is so covered up in snow, it’s impassable.

Not that the hard road across the river was really much better.

But we were okay once we hit the main road. And the upside of running out of hay with too much winter to go is we got to go back to this barn.

I’m in love with this big, old, beautiful barn.

It sits right in the bend of a country road. It looks kinda rickety on the outside, but–

–there’s nothing rickety about it inside.

It’s SOLID.

Hand-hewn wood.

Massive support beams.

They don’t make ‘em like this anymore. Look at that, it’s like a whole tree there. Bark and everything.

I love this little red iron gate outside the barn. What is that about? This big, beautiful barn holds a lot of secrets.

What did they keep in this tiny little barn yard?

I’ll tell you what they kept inside. EVERYTHING. What is this stuff? Saddles? Whoopie cushions?

I think they sell “ornamental hooks” like this in upscale western shops for big bucks.

I know this one! It’s a hub cap!

I thought this might be something more exciting, romantic, and medieval, but the hay farmer told me they were just rusted old stove burners.

I know this one, too!

What else does this barn hide?? Where’s the restaurant, the movie theater? You could poke around in there for days and not find it all.

But my favorite part is really just all the locks and hinges and latches.

These are fairytale doors.

And this one, with the weathered blue paint and ancient hinges?

How gorgeous is that?

Barn art.

Oh yeah. What we’re here for. HAY.

The hay farmer counted it up on the truck.

He does his math on the gate.

There really was a truck under all that hay, believe it or not. We got it all tied on and headed home.

We bought 50 bales, though we could only haul 25 in a load. We’ll have to go back for the other 25. (We bought 100 last fall, so now we know. We needed 150. Hopefully that will carry us till spring.)
Goodbye, big, old, beautiful barn full of secrets.

I’ll see you in the fall! Until then, I’ll miss you….. Because I wish you were MINE.
Dear Big, Old, Beautiful Barn, If you ever want to run away, you are welcome on my farm. I have a nice meadow. The sheep and Jack would love you, and I would bring you chocolate pudding cake every day.
Love, Suzanne
I’m just sayin’.
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There were numbers like that written on the walls in the back storage area of my old garage. The house dated back to the 1920s, and I know they had at least chickens.
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Granny Trace’
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My hubby and I have a photography habit and beautiful old barns and little country churches are favorite subjects.
I wanna come live in this old barn!!
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Those whoopie cushions?…..collars for pulling horses. Think of what the Clydesdales are wearing.
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Thanks for that latest post list right up there by the slide show. It makes it really really easy to get to the latest post.
The barn is amazing. You are right–from the outside it looks like it’s about to fall down. It looks like a huge piece of the roof is missing. But from the inside… solid, secure. The roof looks brand new. There is a metaphor there, for sure.
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I love the hinges too…I think there are still some of those being used in Mama’s house! LOL
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BTW…navigating the site gets easier every day, but I’m still afraid I’ll miss something!
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LADIES SHOES OR HORSE COLARS. HAD A BIG POTBELLIED STOVE. AND RAN THE POSTOFFICE IN ONE CORNER. THE MEN IN THE COMMUNITY GATHERS THERE. I LOVE THE OLD BARNS WITH THE “MAIL pOUCH SIGN”
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Blessings from Ohio…Kim<
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Suzanne, haven’t you added more animals since you did your first round of hay buying? More animals=more hay. Plus Clover being Clover, she’s probably eating more of it so the newbies can’t have it. Or she could be eating for two (or three)!
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I will never look at a collar for a work horse the same again!!!!
I love me some barns myself….old barns, new barns, big barns, small barns, dirty barns, clean barns, but most of all barns filled with neat antiques like that barn!!!!!
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I do take photos wherever I go too, as so many of them are disappearing. It makes me sad to see them when they are let go and are just falling down. I guess you can’t save them all, but I would love to have one on our back property, just to go in a smell the wood…..and yes, some hay would be nice, even tho I don’t have any animals that eat hay, there are those critters that would love to nest in there. We do have a an old barn owl that hangs around here and hunts.
I love your new format too. It does make it easier to get around your site.
I’m glad you got those critters some more food, as they probably wouldn’t be bashful about invading your kitchen!!
Grace
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My avatar is a picture of our barn.
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Nice “old barn” photos. Hope your hay holds until spring.
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You’re gonna hate me for this, Suzanne, but my husband used to tear down old barns and old farm buildings for people. He would tear them down (per their request) and then re-sell the good building materials out of them. It was waaaayyyyyy before recyling was “cool”. He always came across the coolest barns and learned how they were built so well. He brought home all kinds of treasures he’d find in the old barns and buildings. We could’ve gotten rich off of Ebay, if it was around then. He quit the business right before Ebay and recycling became “big”.
We sold beautiful barn doors that you love, beautiful aged lumber and such. One time he tore down an old corn crib and in the flooring someone had built a wooden box. When he opened this box part between the floor joists, there was a 5 gallon Red Wing jug!
Someone had used that spot to hide their moonshine, we’re guessing. My eyes lit up when he brought that beauty home. I still have it.
Every time he tore down an old barn/building, it was like a treasure chest to us.
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Our big old red barn is empty of dairy cows now, which is rather sad, but we still have 9 barn cats occupying the space. And whatever the critter is that comes in each night to finish off their food…probably a possum or raccoon.
Glad Clover will have hay to supplement her cookies
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sometimes on craigslist or farm magazines will give barns away. Must be moved by you. If you find one, Im sure youll get alot of help.
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