Don't Put Your Cart Before the Horse

It's been a while since I stopped to admire an old barn. 

Don't fret, I admire them constantly, I just haven't stopped dead in my tracks for one recently. 

That was until I stumbled across this one, as I headed out for bee supplies.

Rough around the edges, 

   bulging at the seams, 

  with a dash of mystery thrown in,

  and then this sweet little number on top of it all.

  There's something about a cart and a barn together that makes my heart go pitter patter.

So if  you read in the papers of a lady, arrested for stealing an old wooden cart,  

by hand, you'll know who it is.

~Be well friends~