This afternoons’ autumn sky was quite dramatic, with clouds dropping rain that largely though not completely evaporated before reaching the ground.
Not very many of these old wood barns still stand in my part of the world. So many have been knocked down and burned up in order to free up a few thousand (sometimes a few more hundred) more square feet for growing a cash crop. I have driven past this one for almost ten years, and hold my breath every time I drive in its direction.
The deep green and blue grey of this spring sky caught my eye.
A splash of pale pink adds a dash of colour to an otherwise grey and white early morning landscape.
A country barn, backgrounded by a low, thick bank of fog.
On a hazy and very hot morning, winter wheat awaits the combine.
An unused barn awaits its next assignment – or a bulldozer come to knock it down.
You may want to lower the lights in order to better appreciate this photo of a barn at daybreak.
Morning fog softens a barns’ lines and angles.