I confess to being haunted by old barns, they touch me and bring me dreams.

When I go out photo-hunting, I look for barn doors I think will never be open again. Their stories and secrets are locked inside until they are torn down or fall over.

This one is not too far down the road from our farm, and I watch year to year as things grow around it and the red turns pale.

These are the barns with doors that will never open again.