
I came across this barn, proud weathered but unvanquished eloquent somehow masterful defiant to nature, while I was driving north on Route 1 in Delaware USA. I was in the far left lane, the left turn only lane, the barn was at about 2 o’clock, and so I inched out across a solid white line, not to get far. Cars piled up, blocking me. I waited for the light to change and the cars to pass, and I pulled out, but still unable to get over to the far right, I continued for a half mile or so and u-turned it.
I took two or three or four shots of the barn, and when I edited its photograph an hour or two ago, I felt guilty, for I believe I was unable to capture the barn’s majesty. It was a gray thing, and the grayness didn’t come out of the camera. I believe I have transformed the barn, maybe, hopefully, into something for us all to wonder and awe at: The Proud Indomitable Barn at Route 1 and 16.






















“Straight men learned from gay men that physically affectionate, emotionally intimate friendships are not unmanly.”
These are comments by David May and Rick on the post “For The Love Of God, Please Stop Saying ‘Bromance’”.