Stoic

There is something about old barns, whether they are still in use or abandoned for good. Regardless, when I walk by them, they inspire me with their silence having weathered countless seasons with dignity and calm. Connecticut countryside is full of them, and each appears to have a character of its own. Many are overrun by vines almost as if they have embraced the barn and are saying to them, “I will care for you.” Next time you drive or walk by one, please stop to admire it. If you are like me, you may be flooded with a range of feelings — from sadness to admiration, but most of all, wonderment at how they continue to stand stoically while everything around them changes continually.