Weathered barn...

First of all, I wanted to show you what the buzzards were doing yesterday; it wasn't that there was something dead. It was that they were sunning themselves on the front/back side of the damn. I don't know what the proper term is. We were on a road on top of the damn, with the water being to one side and the vultures the other.

But back to the drive, I have went this road one other time that is a different way to get to Mansfield, Indiana but it has been years. This barn was almost at the very edge of the road. Surrounded by bushes and trees. These really don't portray the feeling it gave me, but that is hard to capture. We were talking and I was wondering what it had been for, and Roger pointed out that probably when it was built it was built to hold a lot of hay.

It just takes me back to another time when I see old barns such as this. Just think about what a job it was to build. Transporting the lumber would have probably been a big job...and it just the beginning. I wonder if the owner built it himself, maybe with the help of family, or did neighbors pitch in and help. Right now where it is located, there sure are not very many neighbors. And I always wonder how they did such a good job with the limited tools they had.

Buzzards and Blue Skies for Sky Watch

I just have to post these...I have seen buzzards before and seen several at one time but never like today. These are just a few of the images I captured--admittedly the best. And they could be just a bit better. The top image, which was actually the very last one I took of them, gives you a clue to how many they were. My husband was able to count 28 at one time. I really wish some of my other shots had been better...they were flying so close to me. They were just all around! And no it wasn't for something dead. They were sunning themselves down on the side of the dam.

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Lonesome place...

We went for a rambling drive today, presumably to check the creek that we usually like to fish. But in our round about way of going there, we took this little side road. It came to an end at this cemetery...it didn't have a name that we seen. We got out to look around a little and these are some of the first headstones I looked at. Click on the pictures and enlarge them...then see if you even begin to imagine what the mom/dad must have felt. There were several Kempers buried here, so I wondered were the young ones from only one family....either way I cannot imagine losing a single child, let alone two....or three or four. Even if they were just cousings, that would be a lot within a family.

There are a lot of times I feel like I would have liked to live at an earlier time, but I almost always state that the one thing I would not want to give up is our medical advantages. Then to see little children's headstones only re-enforces that feeling.

That is about it for now...I will have more from this drive over the next few days, and am even contemplating a Buzzards and Blue Skies for Sky Watch Friday--not very pretty I am afraid. And a lot of my shots were blurred, but a few are keepers.