As kids we ran around outside in Colorado snow, never minding when our toes and hands felt frozen. We'd go inside and run our hands under cold water to thaw them out while they stung from the heat of the cold water. We had a barn similar to this one where my brother and I jumped from that window at the top to the ground when we were supposed to be at home in bed with chicken pox. Mom was not pleased.
This barn has been added on to twice with differing styles of architecture. Barns are still part of our western heritage and I like painting them.