I drive past these barns several times a week. I’ve never stopped to take a picture of them until last night, thanks to Daylight Savings Time.
Four generations of the Ferrell family have kept it running. Today it remains a part of our community.
I live in a town that still has farms and red barns. So much is new here, but nestled among the subdivisions and shops remains nostalgic reminders of America‘s natural beauty.