The forest has been closing in on this clearing. One day there will be nothing left. The most striking observation you first make is that the barn is still standing. You make your way around the barn, narrowly avoiding a bush of poison oak and a fallen tree. The description continues. The roof is crumbling under erosion from blaring heat and soaking rain for so long a time, while shingles have been blown away, lost on the wind. One entire corner of the ancient building has caved in, the roof crushing the corner’s walls. The paint, reminiscent of a characteristic bright red, has now dulled, cracking and peeling under the sun’s rays. You decide to write a description of what is inside as well. The handle to the sliding barn door is gone. You look around and see it lying next to the fallen tree’s stump on the right. Turning your attention once more to gaining the inside of the barn, you pull the slightly ajar door open. The smell of the wild mixed with hay and the slight tinge of tobacco runs by
The forest has been closing in on this clearing. One day there will be nothing left. The most striking observation you first make is that the barn is still standing. You make your way around the barn, narrowly avoiding a bush of poison oak and a fallen tree. The description continues. The roof is crumbling under erosion from blaring heat and soaking rain for so long a time, while shingles have been blown away, lost on the wind. One entire corner of the ancient building has caved in, the roof crushing the corner’s walls. The paint, reminiscent of a characteristic bright red, has now dulled, cracking and peeling under the sun’s rays. You decide to write a description of what is inside as well. The handle to the sliding barn door is gone. You look around and see it lying next to the fallen tree’s stump on the right. Turning your attention once more to gaining the inside of the barn, you pull the slightly ajar door open. The smell of the wild mixed with hay and the slight tinge of tobacco runs by