Saturday, August 27, 2005
The phones lull for a moment at work and the barn creeps into my consciousness. In the next moment I feel a sense of urgency and make a mental note to pass by the barn on the trip home.
My instincts were correct, work on demolishing the barn had begun that morning and the left quadrant of the east wall had already been removed.
It has begun....somehow I felt OK with the turn of events. My mind did not register "demolition", as this seemed more of a deconstruction. It appeared as though the boards had been removed carefully, one a a time. Thankfully, there's no wrecking ball on the premises, or even worse a team of volunteer firemen who set these structures ablaze for practice sessions.
Someone is taking care with the end of the barns working life, and for that I am thankful. It's late and the light begins to fade. I make plans to return early the following morning.