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My Grandparents farm In Michigan. This is ware i was born.
When ever someone mentions 'Barn Yard' People think of happy sunny farms with pigs and cows and chickens and dogs and cats and a big red bard and blue skys and green grass.
I think of a dirty, old, creeking run down shed with broken ladders, Ropes for cattle that dont exsist,coyote skulls, tractor wheels and cracks in the shed walls. I think of dead grass and weeds. I think of shot guns and old tin cans and old bottles of gasoline. To me, this is was the country is. Wild, Overgrown and falling apart.

Description
My Grandparents farm In Michigan. This is ware i was born.
When ever someone mentions 'Barn Yard' People think of happy sunny farms with pigs and cows and chickens and dogs and cats and a big red bard and blue skys and green grass.
I think of a dirty, old, creeking run down shed with broken ladders, Ropes for cattle that dont exsist,coyote skulls, tractor wheels and cracks in the shed walls. I think of dead grass and weeds. I think of shot guns and old tin cans and old bottles of gasoline. To me, this is was the country is. Wild, Overgrown and falling apart.