I remember when I was small, back in Alabama, my granddad had a big barn and cows. I swung on the pasture gate (fell off and sprained my arm), climbed the ladders, even tried my hand at smoking 'rabbit tobacco' one time while hiding out in the hay loft. Small wonder my playmate and I didn't set the place on fire. For those of you who have never seen rabbit tobacco, it's a whitish looking weed that grows in the field.
So, barns have always held a fascination for me. I just wanted to share some of the pictures I have taken of the barns I have seen while here in SE Nebraska.
this barn looks so CLEAN.... so white is good
but, red is my favorite. Just love red barns
This one has been around awhile.
Hope you enjoyed my barn snapshots. Do you have any memories of barns you would like to share?