Beautiful picture. I always hate to see the old barns collapsing... it hits a sentimental side of me that rarely surfaces, for some reason.
In my mind's eye, I can see the farmer and family who built it- often at great sacrifice, certainly at great cost in terms of time and effort. And oh, how proud they must have felt when that last shingle was placed and the last door hung! The smell of the new wood, and then the first time they put hay in the mow, and filled the stalls with their livestock.
And now, they sit abandoned and forgotten, slowly returning to the earth, just as the people who built them have...
They really DON'T make them like that anymore- buildings or people!
Summerthyme