Eastern Washington wheat field with an old barn
A recent trip to the Palouse was a littler bitter sweet for me. The Palouse is where I learned photography and I sure love shooting up there. All the sounds and smells of those fields really get the memories flowing. However, so many of the places I use to visit back in the old days have disappeared. In some cases there is nothing but a mound of lumber with grasses growing on it. This is one barn I did find that was still standing.