“Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding; And haze, and vista, and the far horizon, fading away.” – Walt Whitman

I have a thing for barns, especially abandoned/forgotten ones. Maybe it’s because they symbolize a once easier time or because it was once an idea of work and hope for the future.

This one, in particular, captured my eye because it was in the middle of a huge field, alone.

Taken in NE New Mexico.