Gerbie and I had the opportunity to attend a Mennonite auction last weekend. It was a fantastic step back in time. Because of their beliefs, I hesitated taking photos of the people themselves but managed to get a few that brought back childhood memories.
I know we had one of these but have no idea what it was called.
As children we used to climb on the thrasher in the barn all the time, much to the chagrin of our parents. In fact a small portion of one of the belts was used as a threat by my Mother as the “Strap”!
The hay mow was a special place for me. The smell brought back memories of helping Dad on the farm. This old barn with its massive timbers and pitch forks was also a visual reminder of my childhood and an emotional trip down memory lane.
It was a great day spent envisioning the lives of another culture, who neither want, nor need the amenities that we deem necessary for our everyday lives.