I’VE VIEWED PLENTY of time-worn, dilapidated barns in my travels through rural regions.
But never have I spotted one quite like this mammoth barn along Redwood County Road 6 south of Delhi. For those of you unfamiliar with Delhi, a community of some 70 residents in southwestern Minnesota, the name is pronounced Dell-hi. Not (New) Delly, as in the capital city of India.
The state of this barn struck me for its final fortitude, its seeming determination to hang on even with bones exposed, its very soul ripped away.
One can only imagine the previous condition of this barn, the proud farmer who walked through her doors, the cows, and perhaps swine, once housed inside.
Now, instead, a black hole marks a side doorway, a front doorway is barricaded by wood, the hay mow door hangs like a loose tooth.
Heaps of hay still remain, heaved there years ago by some hardworking farmer.
I am always saddened by this decay of an agrarian structure.
What stories does this building hold? Who labored here? What brought about this barn’s demise, marked now by a grain truck gravestone?
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