My sweet man undoubtedly finds it amusing that I have such a love affair with this barn in particular. I can’t help it, I love to take her picture in all her faded glory. And her slogan always tickles my funny bone as I try to imagine why exactly that ended up on a barn at the time. People talk about this barn often enough, but I am sure none of us have ever heard the whole story. (truthfully I would love to write about it, so if this is your barn and you read this, feel free to leave a comment.)
Yes, once again I have been taking photos of the “This is Woman’s Lib?” barn.
Call me a barn again.
All in all, I love photographing barns as much as old houses. They have character and a tale to tell. I look at them and can’t help but wonder what their history is. Chester Country has fabulous barns. Much more fun than planted houses and nouveau construction.
It’s actually my grandparent’s barn, Frank and Ronnie Keegan. They are always more than happy to tell the story to anyone who comes and knocks on the door.