Because it has been faaaar too long!! (Part 2 of 2)

As promised, more barns for you to love.  As usual, a little later than promised...

The age-old debate of "shed" vs. "barn" continues.  Honestly, I can't always tell the difference.  This one is probably closer to a storage shed, but my best friend and I just could not pass it by.  Clark Road, Litchfield.  Nestled among maple trees, prepped for the tapping.

Taken from the car window, again, as proprietors were milling about...  Route 63, Goshen.  One abbreviated picture doesn't do it justice, but we had to keep moving! 

Nearly a picture postcard, this one.  I think this is exactly what people imagine when they think on winter in Connecticut!  Route 4, West Goshen.  And, right across the road, more beauty...

You'll note the bushes in the foreground, as I was careful not to step foot on anyone's property and had to take these pics from the street. 

Just plain lovely.

 

Drove further (farther?) on Route 4, into Cornwall.  These barns have it all: snow-capped roofs, livestock, dried-out trees and patches of grassland.  Mmmmm...

TriArts Sharon Playhouse, Amenia Road, Sharon, CT.  Pretty quiet, this time of year. 

Say hello to, perhaps, my FAVORITE barn since the inception of this here blog.  Route 343, Amenia, NY.  I thought it was too sunny for a good pic, but, sometimes, there are miracles...

Makes me think of one of my most beloved Bob Dylan songs, Desolation Row. 

Destruction is a form of creation, no?   

Because it has been faaaar too long!! (Part 1 of 2)

Hello, dears.  Thank you for being so patient while life got in the way of barn hunting.  There's much to catch up on, so, let's get started!

On New Year's Day, my boyfriend and I found this beauty near the Wallingford, CT train station.  Disrepair and urban blight at their finest- and I say that with nothing but LOVE. 

"Freeze marking"??  OUCH. 

What are YOU keeping locked away??  Life lesson # 1, courtesy of Fyeah Barns.  You're welcome.   

  

No one was around, so I journeyed inside.  The prophets beat me to it, though...

I have my good friend Carissa to thank for helping me find this one.  [Thanks, babe].  I was tasked with accompanying her to the DMV and, on our way home, a seemingly-wrong turn lead us to the (former?) Wethersfield Academy for the Arts stables.  Life lesson # 2?  THERE ARE NO WRONG TURNS.  Again, you're welcome.

Stay tuned for snow-covered barns and an impromptu trip to Upstate New York... coming tomorrow!!!  xoxoxo til then.   

More to love: Bookstores & New Destinations

Hello again!  BIG THANKS to my 3 followers & countless other friends and family who have given me their support.  Love to you all!  Now, on to the task at hand...

Anyone who knows me well knows that I CANNOT live without books!  Hardcover, softcover, old, new, doesn't matter.  To put it simply, I can find such comfort in their pages, even if I am unfamiliar with the subject being discussed.  The typeface, the cover image, the thickness of the paper, the weight in my grasp, it's all heavenly to me.  Imagine my utter delight, then, when I learned of The Book Barn- Southern Connecticut's premier bookstore, boasting over 500,000 titles to be found within its three Niantic locations!  What's a girl to do, when 3 of her loves in life come together (that is, books, barns, and cats galore)??  Visit as often as possible, that's what!!

Here are a few pics from my most recent trip. 

Look, Ma!  Livestock! 

 
If you've never been, you owe it to yourself to go!! Maybe if I drum up enough interest from my followers, there will one day be an Fyeah Friends Discount. Hmmm, not a bad idea...

After I made my literary acquisitions, I traveled on to New London.  Though I have lived in Connecticut for my entire life, there remain places I have yet to see.  New London had been on that list until this trip.  Have I mentioned that, in addition to barns, I find beauty in rundown shipyards, abandoned buildings, train tracks, and general disrepair?  Perhaps it's a fascination with sites that have long since been deemed "useful."  A romanticizing of what once was (and probably will never be again)...     

Alright, so it's not a barn, necessarily.  But, it is a building rendered in barn-style (a home? a museum?  I did not get a chance to investigate).  Nestled in the center of New London, surrounded by the concrete trappings of modernity, this little red guy (gently) commands passersby to be mindful of all that has come before now.  "Honor your ancestors," he seems to say, "be they architectural or once-living beings."  For, THIS, TOO, SHALL PASS.