Category: Barns

Here’s another view of one of the working barns here in Sequim. This farm is just a hop, skip, and a jump to downtown. It’s on Sequim-Dungeness Road, one of the main north-south roads into and out of town. The farm shares the road with several churches, Sequim High School, the Sequim Library, and a variety of banks and businesses. And it’s for sale.

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I found today’s working barn nestled up in the Olympic Mountain foothills. It looks like it has space for almost anything imaginable, the sort of place that lights up my husband’s eyes or those of anyone who has projects in mind. But I’m guessing it’s already being put to good use.

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Here’s another of our regional working barns. This one sports a traditional “Northwest Green” atop its roof.

You can find the Northwest Green everywhere these days: roofs, fences, wooden mailboxes, between toes. . .

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Some of the working barns in this region are a challenge to shoot. It’s hard to get a clear, close view. This is one of the challenging ones. The best view is blocked by a line of poplar trees and I was pleased to get this back door shot, distant as it is.

Here’s a wider view of the operation. It’s a pretty big farm.

Here’s another in my working barns series. I like the sturdy size and volume of this one. At Christmastime it sported a light display at its front that seemed to light up most of the neighborhood.

Some time back I posted a shot of one of our local deteriorating barns. One commenter lamented that this seemed to be the way of barns nowadays. And since photographers love a sad and tilting barn (hey, I’m as guilty as the next shooter), we see lots of them. But that got me thinking. We have a lot of barns around here that are alive and working. They may not be as picturesque, nor as nostalgic, but they represent a culture that’s both our heritage and our future.

So I’m going to post pictures of some of our local working barns from time to time. I have a few already. I don’t think they’re necessarily dreamy subjects worth framing, but I’d like to think they deserve a nod, if only to help us remember that agriculture feeds and clothes us. And I for one hope that working barns and family farms don’t become a thing of the past.