I believe it started back when I was a babe. My mother had an antique shop that was in a barn. In the eighties my parents built a post and beam barn in place of the dilapidated dairy barn on the historic farm we lived on {it was even haunted}. Some of my favorite weddings took place in barnyard settings. The last piece of property I lived on as a single woman had a barn that we threw barn dances in - we would stay up until the break of dawn dancing to New Order. I even have a girlfriend who has lived in every type of shack, chicken coop, lean to, tool shed, barn there is. She makes me smile.
I have always wanted a barn of my own out in the middle of 'nowhere'. Here are some of my inspirations for that barn to come.
