I LOVE THE MEMORY OF OLD RED BARNS.

General Conference

This weekend is our church's 181 st. Annual General Conference. It is held every six months. There is music by members of the church and by The Mormon Tabernacle Choir and many talks given by the apostles and general authorities and by our prophet Thomas S. Monson.

It is such a spiritual feast and uplift...a time to regain our strength as the world beats down on us. If goes through April 2-3... Saturday at 1o:00-12:00 and 2:00-4:00 and on Sunday at 10:00-12:00 and 2:00-4:00. There are so many great talks that will uplift you and bring you peace and strength, I hope you can tune in, if you can, go here...

http://lds.org?lang=eng

and this channel has great programs and movies going all the time...

http://radio.lds.org/?lang=eng

I hope you will be able to tune in and strengthen your spirit too.

I love RED...I would love to have this old red truck...

I would load up my big golden retriever Cougar, and we would go for a ride, just to show off!
Maybe we would drag main street and bit and go for an ice cream cone and you know I would
buy one for him too!

~I LOVE old barns~

This big old fellow has been sitting by the side of the road since I was
just a little kid. As we would go to Park City, Utah to visit my grandparents
we would pass by it. Over the years it has become quite the landmark and it
is still such a beautiful sight sitting at the bottom of the mountains.

~I really LOVE big old RED barns~

I grew up on a 300 acre dairy/dry farm in Idaho...what a great life for a kid! I didn't really know that we were poor farmers, life was so grand everyday for me but I know it was hard work for my parents. We used to have a big red barn and a white wooden fence that went around the front yard. I used to spend many hours just learning to walk that fence..it was so much fun.

There is nothing like the peace that filled our farm...days of laying on the green grass and staring up at the big puffy white clouds that floated quietly by...imagining that I could see elephants and all kinds of things, creatures of every kind...great entertainment!

See that big opening up in the top of this barn...

Well... me and my brothers had a big heavy rope that was tied in the loft of the the barn. We would get a hold of that rope, climb the ladder up to this opening, sit down on the frame of it and slide our little bottoms over to the middle of the opening. Then we would wrap our legs around the rope and jump off the opening....we would swing way out into the loft and finally drop through a big opening into the pile of straw below...what a fun time that was, a day of great play!

A perfect little barn for a herd of sweet little goats.

Our barn had a big loft in the top of it.

It was such a beautiful barn, dad kept it painted up red and the inside was so nice too. Local dances were even held in our barn..what nights of excitement and fun that was, what memories!

Barns just seem to have a soul don't you think?

I can just imagine all the little critters that have
found refuge from the cold in this good old barn.

They sit so regally across this country.
Some have been left behind, that is sad to me.

Some have been around since the 1800's and are still being used.

Nothing as beautiful as an old red barn surrounded by white snow and sunshine.

Do they speak to you too...or is it just me?

This old fellow could tell some mighty fine stories I am sure!

This one looks like it housed milking cows.

Me and my brothers used to jump on a cows back just as it was headed into the barn to be milked...it was quite the fast ride and we had to duck out heads and tuck in out legs so we didn't get knocked off as the cow went in through the door way...farm kid excitement..it was the best!

Love how they housed the baby calf's at our farm too, it was so fun to feed the babies, we always had a favorite one to love on. My brothers and dad did all the milking, me and the kitties just stood around and watched them work. My work was in the house but the funnest kind of work I got to do was to drive the tractor as dad and the boys tossed the bails of hay high up onto the hay trailer and then stopping for a delicious packed lunch... listening to dad's stories...those were fun days!

Do you love the old RED barns that still grace our country?

If you haven't noticed them, please do as you cross the country...
they each have a lifetime of stories in their old bones and a heart full
of memories for every child that ever played inside their walls... I know!


Have a great weekend my friends, I will be spending time this weekend
with family...eating and playing and watching General Conference.