The Old Barns Along Our 17 Day Road Trip in the Eastern United States

The sun-kissed fields stretched endlessly as our car wound its way along the rural roadway, each of the 5,100+ mile journey whispering tales of bygone eras. Amidst the rural landscape stood the old barn, weathered by time yet exuding an undeniable charm that captured our eyes.

It was an image of nostalgia, a silent witness to the passage of time and the stories woven into its aged wooden beams. As we passed by, a sense of connection tugged at us, igniting a spark of inspiration that lingered long after the barn disappeared from view.

I began to take photos of the oldest barns throughout our 17 day journey from Maine to Florida and back. This journey was to check out other rural areas of the East Coast to possibly retire to in the coming years.