Recently, while on a Sunday drive somewhere in southeast Nebraska, we came across this barn.
Harland thought it had been built as a feed storage barn for livestock. The feed was stored in the upper level. A wagon would be pulled through the large doorway, and the feed dropped from above into the waiting wagon.
It appears to be unused today and falling into disrepair.
Sad to see, but so it goes.
While we were taking pics of the barn, I heard the sound of a group of cattle running up to the fence behind us across the road in a dry dusty lot.
They watched us expectantly. “Did you bring us some grain?” they seemed to be saying.