I grew up with a barn. This barn in fact. When we moved to Mass. I wanted to buy a house with a barn, or have the opportunity to build one.
In 1998, a month or two after I graduated from CU and days before I moved to San Francisco, the barn was repaired. It hadn't been touched in probably close to 75 years. We hired Woodford Bros. a local outfit that restores barns all over NY, PA, and OH. It took them three days to shore up the barn and get it ready for the next 100 years.
My mother wants to put a plaque in the barn to commemorate the restoration and explain why we did it. That's a story for another time. For now, I just want to enjoy the blanket of winter snow.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Barn & Snow
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