Barn Party

It had rained all day, it didn’t look as though it was going to stop. Yet the clouds lifted and I built a small bonfire, hoping that even if it didn’t stay nice out that I would at least get the scent of a fire in the air.

I threw a party in the family’s 100+ year old barn. The normally dark and quite structure filled up with life and cheer for a night. I doubt there has been anything like that in there since the raising of the barn itself.

I stood out on the damp grass and listened to the shouts and laughing emitting from the inside.

“It needs to be like this more often,” I thought to myself.