The collapsed barn Guatemala at the Nödesta farm. I don't know the story behind that name, but if I remember correctly it was the tractor babe, or perhaps her sister that told me the name a couple of years ago. Last time you saw this barn was through the mist back in November. The reason I was back this time was to document the tree turning green again. The barn lived to be 200 years old. A woman I know, who lives nearby at the Hammar Estate, once told me that she has a diary where one of her ancestors writes about his life as a farmer here. He worked in this barn when it was brand new. The old barn collapsed because of negligence and too much snow.
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Guatemala
The collapsed barn Guatemala at the Nödesta farm. I don't know the story behind that name, but if I remember correctly it was the tractor babe, or perhaps her sister that told me the name a couple of years ago. Last time you saw this barn was through the mist back in November. The reason I was back this time was to document the tree turning green again. The barn lived to be 200 years old. A woman I know, who lives nearby at the Hammar Estate, once told me that she has a diary where one of her ancestors writes about his life as a farmer here. He worked in this barn when it was brand new. The old barn collapsed because of negligence and too much snow.
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I like this viewpoint, Steffe.
It's too bad that this building is in disrepair. It must have seen so many things.
Too bad about the collapse. The concept of a person having a diary that spans the generations living in the same place is an amazing treasure.
Happ to see that spring has sprung, finally, in Haninge. =)
It was only a couple of years ago that I stopped here for a chat with Karin.
Such an interesting find. I wonder how much longer it will remain upright. Perhaps if the next winter brings a lot of snow, that may spell its doom!
My journey to Guatemala was one of the favourites. What a surprising name for a barn out there!
Looks like a neat old place desperately clinging to its character as it slowly falls to the ground.
Darryl and Ruth :)
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