tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post584495467600761755..comments2024-03-28T08:23:22.133-04:00Comments on Beyond the Fields We Know: Of Barns and Seasonskerrdelunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09779897207670867347noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-56217929673887065932010-03-17T09:43:37.823-04:002010-03-17T09:43:37.823-04:00I think often on the pioneers and the sheer effort...I think often on the pioneers and the sheer effort that they put out to create their living spaces for both man and domesticated animals. <br />When you think of each plank being hand hewn, ditto for each post and beam, it boggles our coddled minds. <br />There was such a different spirit in the land of those times. While we have so much more academic learning, we have diminished in such things as fortitude, willing interdependence, cooperation, community spirit,self-reliance, endurance. <br />As I dig into my family's history, I see that life has changed so hugely for all of us. It is good in many ways but I get nostalgic for others.<br />Mind you, if I was now doing as our women did in those days, I'd still be ironing, cooking, making butter, making clothes, etc. and not having this glorious leisure to write, photograph and paint. <br />How gracious and welcoming your barn looks. Thanks for your thoughts on Her. It unleashed some of mine, thinking of those who built these things and the way they lived.<br />Klooking for beautyhttp://lookingforbeauty.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-59678023664619737842010-03-17T07:16:21.746-04:002010-03-17T07:16:21.746-04:00Reminds me of all the old barns I see as I drive t...Reminds me of all the old barns I see as I drive the country roads surrounding my small town. They have stories to tell. Sad that many are now neglected. Beautiful entry.One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods.https://www.blogger.com/profile/12548226150115102345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-60317975394869731872010-03-16T16:46:30.713-04:002010-03-16T16:46:30.713-04:00Rock walls and rock paths call to me rather than w...Rock walls and rock paths call to me rather than wood. Probably because of the rock work so well known from Italy. I love the way you take a simple (and very well done) photo and bring it even more into the limelight with words. It reminded me of our loft in our barn which was not used much but which we played in for several years.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-45979151284322191782010-03-16T15:56:04.444-04:002010-03-16T15:56:04.444-04:00My favorite barn stands here in Kentucky. She lea...My favorite barn stands here in Kentucky. She leans slightly to the left and has a few ribs showing. I've watched a small fox play in and out of her shelter, at ease, yet watchful and present.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-27671589217011500972010-03-16T12:25:10.159-04:002010-03-16T12:25:10.159-04:00My favorite place to play, when I was a tadpole, w...My favorite place to play, when I was a tadpole, was in the barn. It smelled wonderful, was filled with many nooks and crannies to explore, usually had some type of animal in it to play with and if we were very good, our grandfather would let us make a fort from some of the haybales. Every time I see a barn now, I get very nostalgic. You are lucky to have your "Lady".<br />CindeeEmerald Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00728298203537429758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-3995763713791598952010-03-16T12:24:47.659-04:002010-03-16T12:24:47.659-04:00My favorite place to play, when I was a tadpole, w...My favorite place to play, when I was a tadpole, was in the barn. It smelled wonderful, was filled with many nooks and crannies to explore, usually had some type of animal in it to play with and if we were very good, our grandfather would let us make a fort from some of the haybales. Every time I see a barn now, I get very nostalgic. You are lucky to have your "Lady".<br />CindeeEmerald Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00728298203537429758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-85555086410837404842010-03-16T10:17:59.020-04:002010-03-16T10:17:59.020-04:00Wonderful words of the old barn and the woods used...Wonderful words of the old barn and the woods used to construct a useful building left standing for these many years. They remind us that old can sometimes be good.the wild magnoliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14355836751549469688noreply@blogger.com