Good Day and Happy Friday. Today I continue with the images I made of the old barn on highway 64 West of Wyoming, Iowa. I decided, because of the age of the structure and the deterioration of the wood, that these images would lend themselves to a black and white rendering.
Concerning the above image, I wonder when that hinge decided to give up and let go, letting the bottom part of the door fall to the ground. One day it was holding its own and the next day not. Was it a strong wind that blew it open and shut repeatedly, which weakened the nails holding the hinge until it could no longer maintain its grip?
This old guy (not withstanding a major wind storm) will probably keep on standing for years to come. As I was walking around the barn (which is totally abandoned now) I thought about how similar this structure is to our own lives.
It must have been a prideful day when the owner of this barn saw the last swipe of paint go on the side of the barn. How useful and beneficial this barn must have been at one time.
Now it has reached the end of its useful period. It does not fall, not yet anyway. It still musters some pride and stands tall although with a slight list to the port side.
Its main door lies in pieces on the ground and many of its lesser doors are broken and unhinged. There are volunteer trees growing around and through the old building. Its useful period has passed. I didn’t see anything inside the structure not even some old machinery. Tear it down? I’ve heard people say that there are too many memories involved with a particular building to just destroy an old building they own, perhaps that is why this old guy is still standing.
I’m feeling old. Anyway that’s it for today. Hope you have a great weekend. Thanks for stopping by and be careful.