Sunday Stills – Barns

My first Sunday Still – this is the barn that I played in as a child.  The grain crib to the right was filled with corn and wheat and my cousins and I spent many hours in there playing hide the corn cob.  It didn’t take much to entertain us back then and I wouldn’t trade any of those games for an XBox or whatever is out there today.

Below is my husband’s Grandparents barn on their home place and a tobacco barn that my Grandfather spent many hours in during his later years.  These are all just a few minutes from our home here in southern Ohio. 

 The barns have seen better days, but there are no better memories than those we have in our hearts and minds of those days gone by.  When I close my eyes, the barn of my childhood is still painted a beautiful shade of gold, the crib is still filled with corn and wheat that feels cool to the touch of my bare feet, the stripping shed at the side of the tobacco barn is still upright and warm inside from the heat of the small wood stove and D can still hang tobacco to the top of his Grandpa’s barn without as much as an ache or pain. 

Until next time – Sharon