Geraint
January 26, 2018
6 Comments
The ‘Red Barn’ waiting out winter, in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. Ok, back to winter. This barn is a favorite location. It’s deteriorating and I’ll miss it when it’s gone. For now, until that moment, I’ll visit as often as I can. So much of the old and authentic is vanishing. I feel this barn is a reminder and metaphor of a life well lived, until the last piece of siding and roof is carried off in a wild winter wind, the wildlife moves on to other shelter, and the studs and joists, the bones of the old barn, lay down and finally succumb to the elements. For what it’s worth, as much as I’ll miss this place, it thrills me, in such a way, that I relish the thought of a life well lived, weather beaten and worn out and fulfilled to the end. Thanks as always for looking. G
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