Yep, a few weeks ago you could at least see the ground.
Well, it was still bitterly cold, but not the mounds of snow. I do admit a fondness for photographing some of the desolate barns out in the winter landscape.
I freely admit to seeking these barns out on our trips across the state. I love photography old barns almost as much as photographing birds. and purple flowers. and milk glass. Well, anyway…
I wish I knew someone who had these neat old barns on their property who would give me permission to do some portrait photo shoots on their land. How cool would that be?
