Since we've moved here, I've always noticed the abandoned, raggedy barns on the sides of the roads. I think to myself what cool backgrounds they'd make in photos as our car whizzes onward.
I've had my eye on this particular barn-looking building because it's easy to access beside a gas station parking lot. So today, on our way home from Carter's Kindermusik class, I made an unplanned detour and parked at that little lot. I braved the mocking stares of construction workers on their lunch break sitting outside the gas station, slung my camera strap over my shoulder and grabbed Carter's hand.