Simple Roots

I grew up in a small town in Northern Michigan on what was a horse farm 200 years before. Now, the only hint that it was ever a farm is the big red barn out back. The fences fell down years ago, the windmill was removed and the 300 acres was sold off in parcels until my parents bought the 10 acres with the silo brick house 25 years ago. The place has a history to say the least and I have many happy memories of my childhood home.
I've started a series of sketches of barns and farm life in hopes of making a book out of them. This particular sketch is of a barn near Bridgewater MI.