Barns. Old wooden barns. If they could speak, they could tell some stories. These are quickly becoming extinct. There is a movement to help preserve these 100 plus year old works of art. In their prime these barns were thought of as part of the workings of the farm. A necessity for daily housing of farm animals. Built by hand by the coming together of neighbors, friends and town folk.
Now days it's hard to come by these old wooden barns. We are lucky, we have a few scattered throughout the wheat fields and small towns. Some in better condition then others. Some still being used, some sitting lonely and forgotten. I love these old relics of the past. Of course I love antiques and living with them. So one of these old barns is the ultimate antique.
The picture below isn't a barn, I know. But it is our First Christian Church here in our small town and it's all wood. Over 100 years old and built in the same fashion as the barns. It has the original seating and wood floors and all of the stained glass windows are original except one. Pretty amazing. They just don't build things like they used to.