Memories of the Farm

Memories of the Farm

Memories of the Farm, We went for a drive the other day. The sun was out and the chickadees were singing on this beautiful February Morning. I grew up on a farm and raised horses for many years. One of the things I like to see in the country is the old red barns.

We came across this one covered in snow. I can just picture, back in the day when this old barn was new. Painted a beautiful red, oh how it must have stood out when the snow blanketed the roof top.

Memories of the Farm

I had a barn just like this one. The same shape and red, mine faced the sun just as this one is. I used to open up the big hay loft door that you see in this photo above the ground, I would open it up on a sunny day in winter and sit on the edge and enjoy the warmth of the sun caressing my skin.

These are the days I remember the most, living the simple life, enjoying the little things. I still enjoy doing the same thing, except now I sit on my porch, still facing the sun and just listening to the sounds of nature.

Memories of the Farm

Living each day in the moment, for our days go by so fast. My photos remind me of wonderful days gone by and also remind me that the best moments in life are now, for tomorrow we do not know.

by Sandra J


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40 Replies to “Memories of the Farm”

  1. I like to see rustic barns when going for a drive in the country too. I can’t say I’ve seen one with snow on it like here though. The chickadee is very sweet. I really like the last paragraph of this post Sandra – especially in a topsy-turvy year like we just had (and pretty much continue to have), it is especially appropriate.

  2. I too had horses for many years – there’s something very special about them. And I loved being around them even down to the mucking out! My sister used to call me a muck heap philosopher 😊. And those barns. Wow! Our neighbour is building one very similar – though their design is more Dutch or German in origin I think.

    1. Me to Clive, when I was very young my mother would give me an option, help clean in the house or go clean the horse barn. I practically ran out of the house. 😊

  3. Thank you for sharing such lovely memories. As you described your barn I could almost catch a whiff of that uniquely wonderful barn smell of hay, straw, and horses.

  4. I too love old barns, I have many memories around them from my childhood, I was just looking at one online the other day that was round and really intrigued me. That’s great that you found one that looks like yours and shared it. Got people thinking.

    1. Thank you, I sure enjoyed that old barn, I had horses in it and so many fun memories of being in the barn in the winter with all my horses. πŸ™‚

  5. Thank you Sandra. There is a time when it appears life will go on forever. There is also a time when it is difficult to fathom how it all went by so quickly. The people who built that barn are of a different time already gone. Memories of past generations are forgotten.

    Those who understand the fleeting nature of life in this world when young try much harder to plan for eternity. They procure the benefit of looking back on life from the future.

    Blessings to you.

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