In the southeast corner of Washington is an amazing place called the Palouse. It's home to rolling hills and blue skies, wheat fields, old farms and homesteads. It's one of the most photogenic places I know. I love driving the winding back roads that snake between the hills and up the creek valleys, and I love the barns and farmhouses.
The Palouse is home to some of the most unique barns I've ever seen, like this one.
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It's near the turn to Palouse Falls, a huge pair of barns built as mirror images of each other. As near as I can find out, these were built to house draft horses, back when horses pulled the farm equipment to harvest the wheat fields. They tower over the small original farmhouse (on the other side of the dirt farm road), and the much newer and larger house just behind it.
I would love to walk up the drive and knock on the door, and ask about the history of these barns. Maybe this spring, I will.
Linking up on Tom's Barn Collective this week.