A few weeks ago, when we drove to Strasburg, Virginia to meet our friends Pam and Dave for lunch, we passed by this weathered red barn. Motor Man noticed it as we were rounding a curve, so I really only had seconds to snap a couple of pictures.
It had snowed an inch or two in the area the day before our trip. Between the red of the barn, the green roofs on the silos and the snow, it made for Christmas Eve-worthy photos.
“Christmas Eve is a night of song that wraps itself about you like a shawl. But it warms more than your body. It warms your heart… fills it, too, with a melody that will last forever.” ~unknown
~These Days Of Mine~