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Barn envy is a terrible thing.

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Vermont is a predominantly rural state. It wouldn’t surprise me if the cows outnumber the people, and that’s fine by me. In this rural landscape, you’ll see barns.

Lots and lots of barns.

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Red barns.

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Brown barns.

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Barns with cows outside.

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And barns with cows inside.

My husband was positively beside himself the whole time we were there. Every time we’d pass an old, slightly neglected looking barn he’d mumble about getting inside and poking around for old tools and treasure. Thankfully I managed to restrain him before he was arrested for trespassing, but the dreaming over what might be inside continued… until it reached its peak here.

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A round, and extremely well cared for barn.

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Attached to a large farm house which turned out to be a lovely inn, he was besotted.

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It was all I could do to keep him in the car.

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Admittedly it was a beautiful thing, but not the type of place that would take kindly to random strangers poking around unsupervised.

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Now that’s what I call the perfect mailbox.

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26 thoughts on “Barn envy is a terrible thing.”

  3. Your the reason my new obsession (barns, rocks, livestock) has developed you know. The east coast barns differ so much from barns in Far west Texas and southern New Mexico. But that yellow barn takes the cake, it’s utterly beautiful (pun intended)…🤣. And round too, and a restored inn!?! I’ve seen rocks and now barns on your trip, just lovely. I see cows, goats, sheep and horses everyday. I even see cows grazing off the mountain when I pass through the gap highway I use everyday. I get so excited………ugh, I have no life 🙄.

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      2. My ex-wife and I used to give each other cowpoints for being the first one to spotting oddities in the landscape as we passed through pastoral settings. She always won because she had excellent eyesight, while I was half-blind due to floating astigmatisms. (Every time I got a new pair of glasses, the astigmatisms would change position, so I stopped wearing glasses.) Anyways, it was fun and kept us searching the countrysides. The biggest pointgetter we ever found was a train caboose sitting on top of a hill, with no train tracks to get it up there, and no train to be the last car of. I had to give her 20 cowpoints for that. Seeing as most things were worth 1 or 2 cowpoints, that trip was a disaster for me.

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      4. To garner a cowpoint, a cow would have to stand out from the herd: sizewise, or a black cow in a herd of brown cows, or something else that made it noteworthy. One cowpoint for a difference, 2 cowpoints for a very noticeable difference. The thing was, it was the other things in the field, or just in the vista, that became the real cowpoint earners. At first it was a goat, or a pig, mixed in with a herd of cows. Something that stood out that did not belong. The game grew from there. A tree painted yellow in a forest of brown trees (someone actually did that, no idea why!), or a rooster sitting on a cow’s back, crowing loudly (why do roosters crow, and crows roost?), I can’t remember most ofthe things that won cowpoints for us, but when you look for them there are a lot of strange and surprising sights to see .(an outhouse in the middle of a field of wheat, no other buildings in signt), that kind of thing. Our road trips were never boring once we created the cowpoint game!

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  4. Speaking of Vermont barns and cows, I own an interesting old book titled simply ‘BARNS” which includes a section on the history of New England barns. I quote from a paragraph about New England farming in the 19th century: “In areas where the terrain was too hilly and rocky or the growing season too short to raise corn or other grains profitably, landowners turned to dairy farming. Vermont, for instance, converted so thoroughly to dairying that it was referred to as the state with more cows than people.” A few pages later, btw, Maine is mentioned for its abundance of potato barns.

    Thus ends my milk and potatoes comment to your post.

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    1. I’ve never had a 5 minute check in, but parking was somewhat limited there. As to the definition of a barn… ours has a bar, a tv and a pool table so what do I know?

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