The above photo is a cropped portion of the barn below. 
Again, this is a barn in Tennessee...on one of the roads less traveled. I would say we were driving for 2 or 3 hours and maybe passed a dozen cars....if even that. Of course, it was a weekday and people were probably at work. Still, that is not many cars...specially if you consider all the area we covered.And I keep forgetting to tell this little tidbit...we were way back in the hills. Now, almost all the roads we were on were paved...but a lot of them only had just enough room for one vehicle. If you are meeting someone, you have to look for a place to pull off to the side..
Anyway, picture a road like that, and green, green hills on either side. And we come across a couple guys working on a fence...we stopped to talk a minute. The one guy turns around and guess what? He has a Colts t-shirt on....Roger introduced himself to them, and they did the same...well, the one in the t-shirt was the son-in-law of the other guy...and that son-in-law was from Franklin, Indiana!
It just goes to show how small the world is. One time several years ago, one of my boss's daughters was in Switzerland...she got on a train and sat down beside someone. They realized they were both American. So they each inquired of the other about what state they were from. Imagine, both are from Indiana. Of course, the next question is...what city....and both answer oh, a small town you have never heard of....guess what...they were both from Rosedale (population 725 in 2010)...well, at least that is their mailing address. Just imagine meeting each other for the first time thousands of miles from home...across an ocean, in fact.
Yes--it is a small world, Rose... It's amazing how many people we meet who know something about our area, or my hometown, etc... Small world for sure.
ReplyDeleteI love driving on those back country roads, don't you???
Love the quilt barn.
Hugs,
Betsy
(keep those quilt blocks coming!)
ReplyDeletemy hubby and i years ago went to NYC for a weekend (after living in Tx for quite a few years). as the elevator doors opened to let us out onto the observation deck of the empire state bldg, a former high school classmate and i from wisconsin recognized each other at the same time and said "oh my gosh!" small world, indeed.
It truly is a small world, and you just never know who you might see where . . .
ReplyDeleteWe meet people, too, far away from our hometown who live here, have lived here, or know where "here" is. A while back I even met someone from the town that I grew up in, who knew my dad!
ReplyDeleteThis is a fine barn shot. Love that pattern too. Nice wood texture and grain.
ReplyDeleteSmall world, for sure! Still, I'm always shocked when it happens to me. :)
ReplyDeleteAnother near quilt square, Rose.
Love the quilt square! Small world indeed. Colts fans everywhere :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the small world stories.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful abrn shots.
I am amazed at the narrowness of the wood.
Do you think the farmer's wife suggested the quilt?
Love your blog and photos Rose. Thanks so much for visiting my blog. Hope you have a great day.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter was in Indiana and ran into a person from her small hometown Blaine, TN. Small world indeed!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE the sawtooth star quilt sign!!! And the photo and one before it are both such wonderfully rustic TN scenes! The story you told about the two ladies meeting far from home and finding out they were both from the same small town in Indiana was really great. When my husband was in Viet Nam he was standing in a lucn line, I think and someone he was talking with asked where he was from. he said Virginia. and the guy said "Hey there's a guy in our unit from Virginia. I wonder if you know him!" My husband is thinking--not likely, Va is a big place, but he says (to be polite) "what's his name?" And sure enough, they had been in high school together! It truly is a small world.
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