I really do love black (just like I really love white); but I seem to hold myself back from painting with it very often. This scene took away all my excuses. Everything I loved about it was because of the black. Top it off with that sparkling white jewel sitting atop the middle barn, and … oh!
These gorgeous barns are near one of my favorite and oft-painted corners: 8th Avenue and Byron Road. If I could live in an old farmhouse, it would be on Byron Road at the top of the hill which is just west of this site. In the meantime, my husband and I just take frequent road trips there…and dream. There’s something about a drive in the country that renews the soul.