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Weathered and worn<\/em> He had seen her earlier,<\/em> But now she shown<\/em> Tawny, creosote, browns in varied hues<\/em> Ready for a picture or two<\/em> \u00a0– Raymond A. Foss<\/p>\n One of the many awesome places we visited in Vermont was a farm where they rescue, among other things, old barns. This was just one of the many very cool barns on the property. I am almost done editing images from New England so I felt like since that is where most of my energy went today it was appropriate to dip into those files for today’s post. I reviewed a number of poems about old barns but most of them seemed so negative. I liked this one because it spoke of the majesty of the old barn rather than decadence as I hope my photo does too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Weathered Weathered and worn But oh so proudly The old barn preened in the summer Mid-day sun He had seen her earlier, Noticed her shape, angles On the drive to his desk and cube But now she shown The aged wood, elephant skin Or maybe the skin of a Burmese elder Lit at the edge … Continue reading Day 43 – Rescue Barn<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,29,22,23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-966","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-architecture","category-autumn","category-nostalgia","category-travel"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/966","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=966"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/966\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":967,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/966\/revisions\/967"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=966"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=966"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=966"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nBut oh so proudly<\/em>
\nThe old barn preened in the summer<\/em>
\nMid-day sun<\/em><\/p>\n
\nNoticed her shape, angles<\/em>
\nOn the drive to his desk and cube<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe aged wood, elephant skin<\/em>
\nOr maybe the skin of a Burmese elder<\/em>
\nLit at the edge of the cut field<\/em><\/p>\n
\nTingled his fancy, his synapses<\/em>
\nStarkness of the vertical and horizontal lines<\/em>
\nBreaking the field and forests<\/em>
\nSofter edges<\/em><\/p>\n
\nTo catch the eye, the imagination<\/em>
\nOf the traveler of the byway<\/em>
\nProud in its skin<\/em>
\nIn the light<\/em><\/p>\n