It is the most mannerly of farmsteads because it grew where the hollow flattens out in good, dry land. The barns are also in relatively good repair. The large barns were once cow barns, and I'm told it was for a time a horse farm. Because it lies at the bottom of the of The Hollow, I call it, "The Hollow Farm," but it is hollow in another sense too. Nothing happens here. The barn doors are shut, the barns are still except for the birds, vivacious inhabitants.
I haven't been inside the barns and can't say much about their age. I was invited to climb up into the loft of "the wood shed," a barn structure used currently as a garage. It appears to be quite old, and local history tells that the farmhouse was burned twice during The Revolution. This is prime farmland that has been lived on for a long time.
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It looks like you caught the magic moment of the day on this one, Ted!
It was that moment after I thought the show was over that the rising shadow of the hill cast this nice soft light across the face of the barn. I shot it last night from the oppositre angle with a single magnificent tree as companion ot the face of the barn. I thought it would be better than this, but the trees on the hillside here and the few trees silhouetted at the bottom are much more effective companions.
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