Beyond repair

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This is my response to The Daily Post Challenge for the week: Broken.

I love taking photos of old wooden barns. Maybe because I grew up in a farm although in the Philippines the lower floor of our homes serve the purpose of a barn.

Growing up I remember underneath the house was where hundred of earthen jars filled with cakes of brown sugar, shaped in empty halves of coconut shells were stored. Thats where they also kept the farm implements and iron rods for marking the farm animals. Attached to the house was an open covered area that sheltered the animals.

The first floor of our house in town was where we stored grains – rice and corn and at some point, tobacco leaves.

Just like its American counterpart, we no longer have those. The first floor of our house in town has been converted into a livable space. Our farm house is no longer there as my late grandmother left the barrio years before she passed away and we no longer produce sugar cane.

So looking at American barns give me some nostalgia of a life so close to my heart. Am sad that pretty soon they would no longer be seen in American landscapes instead they would be replaced with barns with galvanized or iron sidings. A more practical version as wood is now prohibitive and for practical purposes the new ones would last much longer.

The barn above seems to be waiting to be demolished. Maybe it has gotten too expensive to repair and is just waiting to be replaced.

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7 Responses to Beyond repair

  1. I like the old wooden barns too, Bebs even though my respect is from a distance and not due to personal connections.

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  2. bebs1 says:

    Most people do Lisa. Happy Memorial Day!

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  3. lolaWi says:

    love old barns! we passed by two yesterday on our drive. both came as a surprise we couldn’t stop to take photographs 😦

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  4. You should write more about the years when you were growing up – sounds as if there are fascinating stories there.

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  5. bebs1 says:

    Oh there are many around St. Charles esp. if you take the backroads.

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  6. bebs1 says:

    Thanks Dorothy. I had a happy childhood – normal but the memories are precious.

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