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The Remnants that Remain
I used to pass this barn and windmill on my way to work everyday. With the elements beating on it, year after year during the Wisconsin winters, it gradually deteriorated. More pieces disappeared. Eventually it partially collapsed, fell into a heap, and disappeared. Once, it must have been a thriving dairy farm. I wonder what it looked like. I can just imagine that farm on a cold Wisconsin winter, the sun low in the western sky, and the cows bedded down in clean straw inside that barn. Their combined body heat warms the air so that the farmers don't even need to keep their jackets on as they finish up their chores. The photos I took of it were taken on a snowy, gray day. I added the sunset.
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I used to pass this barn and windmill on my way to work everyday. With the elements beating on it, year after year during the Wisconsin winters, it gradually deteriorated. More pieces disappeared. Eventually it partially collapsed, fell into a heap, and disappeared. Once, it must have been a thriving dairy farm. I wonder what it looked like. I can just imagine that farm on a cold Wisconsin winter, the sun low in the western sky, and the cows bedded down in clean straw inside that barn. Their combined body heat warms the air so that the farmers don't even need to keep their jackets on as they finish up their chores. The photos I took of it were taken on a snowy, gray day. I added the sunset.
