Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
I wanted to find a healthy barn after the decay of yesterday’s. This one volunteered. It may not be functioning as a farm building but it’s got life and purpose. Though we’ve got a fine shop building I rarely fail to have barn envy when I see a massive working space like this. Oh, the things we could do!
When I moved to Sequim in 2010 you could see this barn from Highway 101, west of River Road. It had a swaybacked roof but the cupola was still upright. The image above is from September 2012 as the roof caved deeper and the cupola sank into its recesses.
I visited it a month later here and here as it was clear that time was not kind to this old barn. By December 2012 here it was not looking good. By July 2014 I declared it dead here.
I revisited it recently to see how it was doing. There’s not much standing and there’s little enough that it’s hard to see through tall weeds from my original vantage point.
It’s sad to see it gone.
Here in the western U.S. the eastern sides of our mountains are dry. Stripped of wetter forest lands they can offer a longer view and different perspective.
See that tiny white dot at the bottom of this shot? It’s a barn though it almost looks like a rock that’s tumbled down the mountainside. Humans don’t look quite so big and important at this scale.
This is the back of one of the barns of a local lavender growing operation. It was previously called Angel Farm. Now it’s B & B Family Farm. The fields, which you cannot see here, have been rejuvenated and it’s again on the annual lavender circuit. I enhanced this grey day look a bit with Photoshop.
Here’s another angle on yesterday’s barn. Today it’s in living color.
I like the look of this shot in black and white.
This photo tells you a little about the place where I belong, Sequim (pronounced “Skwim”). It’s a small town on the Olympic Peninsula, Washington State U.S.A. Rather than recite details of what this place is, I’ll tell you this: I lived most of my life in one of the most arguably beautiful places in the world, the San Francisco Bay Area.
I’ve lived here, in Sequim, for six years. I wake up each day eager to see the view out my windows. Yesterday I saw four bald eagles in flight. People wave as you drive by. Those mountains, above, anchor me and give me a sense of place. Is this where I belong? You can bet on it.
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