Grandpa's Barn

The weathered boards.

Windows for eyes.

The latch that's been used to open the door a thousand times over.

Basketball games played against its walls.

Hinges that squeak every time the door opens at chore time.

Still standing tall and proud.

~Grandpa  now shares his barn with his Grand kids.~

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Linking up with Barn Charm this evening.

paying attention

This barn is exactly 3.68 kilometers from my house.....(or 2.3 miles for my southern friends;)

I know this,

 because it stands on the side of the road up on a hill on my Country Road Running Route.

I had never paid it attention before, 

until  I had to drive in to this particular  yard to drop something off one September day.

I often wish I could move around a bit more, 

see new things, 

experience life somewhere else.

But the closer I look, 

the more I concentrate on detail...

 newness is around me everywhere I look.

Funny all the little things I miss and sum it up as routine.

I'm just not paying attention.

~Linking to Barn Charm this evening~

companions of character

~Linking in with  Barn Charm~

Charmed~ I'm sure

Out on a walk with friend one day, I looked over from our in-depth conversation 

and saw this 'charmed barn'.

My dear friend had to pause our walk and conversation while I  went to take captures 

with my phone camera. 

~Friends are treasures~

just as 

~Old Barns are Charmed~

I'm sure of it.

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Linking in to  ~Barn Charm~  this evening

Left Alone~

Some say if you break a problem into parts....it's easier to figure out.

In this case, 

I do believe it's just a lot of work no matter how you view it.

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I think this problem can just rest easy on the big hill out back...

for some problems are probably better 

just left alone.

~(Linked to Barn Charm~)

characters

Some stand tall and proud.

Some like to hide behind things. 

Would rather not be seen.

Some like to blend in with their surroundings and don't mind so much if they go unnoticed.

Some like to stand out. 

Baring their true colors whether the colors are liked or not.

And some like to fence themselves in.

Some are pleasant.

Some we find hard to like.

Some we love- others.....not so much.

Some just simply annoy.

And there are some we think we just couldn't do without.

Characters.

{The world is full of them.}