Each spring I stare in muted amazement that the neighbor's barn, one house to the south, has not given way to snow and gravity. There was a handicapped woman who lived there the first few years I lived at Rauhallinen Farm, but it has been vacant for some time now. In my travels in other states, I have never seen barns as ill cared for as here in Michigan. I suspect as the state's economy shifted from agriculture to manufacturing after the turn of the century, the need to maintain farm structures left with farmers. Sad.....for those of us who love historical architecture and antiquities. I love how German lenses of the 50's and 60's (Schneider, Zeiss. and Agfa) render wood-somehow creating a texture that I have not been able to duplicate in the digital world.
“Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of its trouble, attempts what is above its strength, pleads no excuse for impossibility, for it thinks all things are lawful for itself and all things are possible”
Thomas à Kempis