So the barn needs a roof. Well, the barn needs a lot of things. Costly things. But it REALLY needs a roof. Like last year already. Problem is, we have to decide whether we need the barn anymore. While it is a really neat part of the history of the farm, of late it has become just a place to store the things we never use anymore. It’s a favorite backdrop for photographs because it is weathered and soaked in character. But do we need it?
Lots of history in there. Memories of younger days with siblings and friends, making secret hideouts and running around on the beams playing tag like cats. And speaking of cats, we always tried to be the first to find the new batch of kittens hidden in the hayloft. “How many this time? What color are they?” Such fun! When we were young, there was a long rope that hung from the peak inside. The most excellent swing ever! We could launch off the beam on one side and swing all the way across to push off the wall on the other side. Or just let go at some strategic point and land in the hay. There were afternoons filled with games of cowboys and Indians, or just cowboys and cowboys. Hide and go seek. Count to 100, and then “Ready or not, here I come!” When I look today at our escapades as kids, I’m amazed we all lived through it!
And then there was that fragrant smell of freshly baled hay. I can almost smell it now, the way it saturated the air in the barn on a cool summer evening. No finer perfume than that! A lot of work went into the making of that fresh sweet Eau de Alfalfa. And it always seemed like haying days were the hottest, most humid, and just downright sticky! I guess the barn wasn’t always just fun and games.
But the barn needs a roof. And if we are going to keep it, some major structural repairs will have to happen too. Such a dilemma. A battle between the budget and the heart it seems. And not an easy call by any estimation. Over a hundred years of history in there. Echoes of giggling kids and mooing cows have given way to a silence only interrupted by the noise of tractors and traffic. The surroundings have changed over time. But the barn remains a link to our generations past. And therein lies the difficulty of the decision.
Have a fruitful week!