When I was small I loved to wander about the hay-strewn floor of my Grandpa's barn loft. The barn stood empty then but I did not feel lonely. It held many sweet memories for me... of my aunt milking the cows, my Grandpa sharpening a tool on the grinder in the lean-to shed. I love barns and that one was very special to me. I hope you have a barn in your past that you have enjoyed and loved. There are all kinds of barns. What is your favorite type of barn?