Utah barns may not dress fancy, but they sure know how to outstare a storm. Rust, wind, and time tried to take this barn down—yet here it stands, still squinting at the horizon like a weathered cowboy.
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Once upon a time I stumbled upon a blog called “Barn Charm” (yes, apparently barns get their own fan clubs), I thought—why not me? So off I went, on a noble quest to become a barn collector.
My first “treasure” was a small, decrepit barn that looked like it had seen better days. But I was thrilled—I had officially became a barn hunter.
True, I realized something very soon: Utah barns are a different breed entirely. While barns in other states wear fancy painted doors, decorative trim, and practically wave at you saying, “Look at me, I’m Pinterest material!”—our barns are very modest.
Utah barns are plain and gray but they’ve their own charm. They don’t waste time on frills; they’re too busy standing tall through blizzards, strong winds and scorching summers.
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The blog "Barn Charm" vanished years ago, but I’m still out here photographing barns. Somebody’s gotta keep the legacy alive, right?
Your barn tales capture resilience with such warmth
ReplyDeleteBel hommage à ces bâtiments utilitaires et à cet état d’esprit.
ReplyDeleteUna imagen de fuerza y resistencia, ante la vida y sus elementos!
ReplyDeleteTal cual el ser humano cuando toma conciencia de sí mismo...
Abrazos, Kaya.