The Barn

I remember going down to my grandparent’s barn to clean out the horse’s stalls and although it was a dirty job I loved being around the horses and the country feeling. Everywhere you look is a story, from the Exxon sign to the hanging horse shoes. As the years have gone by the barn has grown older and dirtier but I will never grow tired of this beautiful place. I hope the memories of this place never fade away!

2 thoughts on “The Barn

  1. miss you all! Why haven’t you messaged me via skype?
    Like your barn entry…are you getting ready for school?

  2. this is sarah just read this it made me cry i miss you so much i cant wait until we get to see each other again i hope you never forget the memories we share i never will i love you so much and hope you have a good school year

    love you sarah

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