I was in the back yard trying to get a picture of a Downy Woodpecker. Over my head, through huge gently falling flakes of snow, I see a large bird flying toward the house. I hear a thump and spin to take a look. It happened so fast. it was spinning and flapping so I thought it was a hawk with a dove in its claws bouncing off and over the roof. But, it was this Grouse. It successfully landed in the front yard. It looked a little stunned. I snapped this shot before I got too close. I took a step closer and it started running across the yard. It seemed like it was ok. It sure is a beautiful bird. Really lovely colours.
Has a good story to tell when it gets home.
What attracts us to barns? Especially old, weathered ones. Not exactly efficient structures when it comes to life in Canada. Well, winter life anyway. It is a post and beam structure with wood boards attached to the outside. And those boards are just left to the elements. Harsh, brutal elements. But it is the elements that turn the boards that distinctive grey. The “Weathered” look that adds to the mystery of the barn. Now, for the mystery. I think what has always attracted me to old barns is the mystery of what is actually inside. Is it filled with hundred year old farm equipment that has been passed down from generation to generation? Is it actually a wood working shop where a master makes hand-made dovetail joints with both precision and beauty? Is there just a bunch of cows, pigs, horses?
Barns are filled with mystery. Like this one. Why are there these different sized windows? Curious. I like this shot because of the blue sky & the green window on the left and the lamp on the right. The icicles remind me of all the weather this barn endured while happily protecting the surprises inside.