There is something about rustic barns that fascinate me. They make me think about the days when our food came from farms run by families and not corporations. As time passes there are fewer of the old structures still standing so whenever I see one that has character I try to capture it in my lens. This bard was in Arkansas on a drive outside of Brandon, Missouri.
The fall colors are like a palette of color gracing our gardens. Japanese Gardens seem to always have water features and rocks that create reflection and framing of some of the beautifully trimmed trees. I love the reflection of these colors in the pond.