You can call them an endangered species. The old barns, rapidly dissapearing, are a symbol of hard work...dreams put into action. They bring back a style of life that is paved over by suburban sprawl. My husband's grandfather was in the business of making barns. This past summer, I hoped to photograph some of them, for family history, as well as preserving a bit of a vanishing culture. Sadly they had already vanished.
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The barns in your photos are like people with differing facades and personalities. You've captured something living about them. Seeing their decline is like watching a slow death while at the same time summoning a wistful sentimentality and sweet gratitude for what they once were. Julie S.
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