A love of old barns prompted the publication of this new calender. Who cannot love these old beauties that are fast becoming extinct! Three of the ones pictured are already gone.
To quote EB White....
"The barn was very large. It was very old. It smelled of hay and it smelled of manure. It smelled of the perspiration of tired horses and the wonderful sweet breath of patient cows. It often had a sort of peaceful smell....as thought nothing bad could happen ever again in the world."
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