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An Ole Forgotten Tale
Weaving a tapestry of green, ivy lovingly clings to her timeworn walls, embracing a long forgotten tale… Continue reading
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Happy Independence Day! 🇺🇸
Melding into one, past and present embrace within their weathered planks—old barns standing as silent witnesses to freedom—an embodiment of the rugged independence within the American spirit… Continue reading
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Serenity’s Beauty
An inverse reality, reflecting a silent echo of poetry… Continue reading
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Days of Yore
The fabric of centuries thin, spirits revealing their presence in twilight’s closing spark—illuminating a bygone era—stories long forgotten… Continue reading
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Winter’s Song
Winter’s icy breeze serenades a slumbering barren landscape; a lonely tune heard only by empty fields and barns… Continue reading
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Snowflakes Soft Embrace
Snowflakes greet her lonely existence, a comforting blanket from winter’s gale… Continue reading
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Echoes from a Bygone Era
Ignored by a technological world, she sands alone, her story a mere whisper from the past… Surrounded by all the big tech companies building their new facilities in central Ohio, this old abandoned farm will soon meet its fate. It’s… Continue reading
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Only the Ghost’s Know
Her tale now memories to ghosts, mere shadows beneath the setting sun… Continue reading
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Solitude of Change
With only the soft whisper of a September’s breeze, old barns savor the solitude of season’s change… Continue reading
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Summer’s Last Stand
In a final burst of vivid beauty, wild flowers sing a lullaby to summer’s ever dwindling hourglass sand… as autumn awakens to adorn her crown, ready to alter the colorful hues of the land… Continue reading
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Everything Tells a Story
“There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it.” Terry Pratchett I always say, “everything tells a story”; however, to hear those stories, it’s up to… Continue reading
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Old Barn
“Inside a barn is a whole universe, with its own time zone and climate and ecosystem, a shadowy world of swirling dust illuminated in tiger stripes by light shining through the cracks between the boards. Old leather tack, lengths of… Continue reading










