My Love for Barns

Many wonder why my wedding was at a stable, when I don't ride horses; or why I love red cowboy boots when I don't own a pair of wranglers, but this picture is where my love for reds barns and all having to do with them comes from. Growing up my grandmother lived on a farm in Wisconsin. We would go there every summer and stay for, well it seemed like month when I was little but is reality it was probably only a week! I loved visiting the farm. There were horses and hay and homemade jam. I rode tractors and set animal traps and drank water straight from the well. I have the best memories from the farm, besides the million's of mosquito bites. This is a picture of me and my friend Jami from one of my summer visits!