Back in the 70's when we were looking around for a house, a big barn was one of the lures for me. I think one of the reasons was that most of the country capes had some sort of barn attached. Knowing Elenka and I, there was a lot we could do with a barn. Really, the possibilities were endless. In retrospect, with some 30+ years in the rearview mirror, I'm happy we went in another direction and settled for a home without the barn. Thanks to the former owners, we did get a terrific old photo that showed that there once was one on the property. Yes, I'm happy. Well, happy untill I drive by a classic New England farmhouse with one, or I end up at a retirement party given by my friend Kevin and get to enjoy most of the evening listening to the live band and spending time with good ol' friends in one of these. The upkeep on an old house has kept us busy over the years. I can't even imagine a big barn. Ok, yes I can, and I'm shuddering as I type this. How would our lives be different? What would we have done with it? Knowing us probably something pretty creative. One thing I do know. We would have plenty of crap to fill it! Isn't that running horse weathervane atop it pretty cool?