Like you, I wander the back roads looking for old buildings, machinery, vehicles, etc. Here is a barn that narrowly escaped flames during a nasty fire season in my neck of the woods a few years back. Taken with my old Spot F and a Viv/Komine 200mm lens, on 400 BWCN. I still keep a 35mm loaded with BW film in my car.
The barn below is on the 40-acre farm my parents purchased in 1941. The barn was probably built in the 1920s and to my knowledge was never painted. It was one of my primary play areas when growing up. Amazingly, as bad as it looked in photos a half century ago, it still stands today looking pretty much the same. I need to drop by and ask the present owners if I can shoot an up-to-date photo
Barn. About 1959. My dad harrowing the garden. Notice our Jersey cows in the background
Barn. Mid 1970s
Barn: 1981. This photo was taken at the auction after the farm had been sold. Dad died in 1978 and Mom moved to a small house in town after the auction.
One reason the barn where I grew up is still standing is that when it started to lean slightly my father installed a cable that ran from the top of the wall at one end to the bottom of the wall at the other. Using a turnbuckle on the cable he eliminated the lean and the cable, I'm sure, is still holding things up.
Not exactly a barn, but still a building on a farm. This was originally the house on the family farm on my mothers side, my cousin is in the proper house now. It's one of the oldest recorded farms in Wales and is called Ffosybleiddiaid (force ee bly diad ) and translates as 'ditch of the wolf'. The last wild wolf in the country was killed there a long time ago. Old house. by Mudplugga, on Flickr
I drive past this barn every day on my way home from work, and had never seen it in anything other than dull, flat light. During a lull in a rainstorm, Mother Nature shined her spotlight on this scene, and I was lucky enough to see it and get this shot. 10 minutes later, it was gone.