Some fellow photographers and I recently found ourselves in a quiet little country community in Tennessee by the name of Sequatchie Valley, a place where neighbors take care of neighbors and barns and hay fields are plentiful. This particular scene made me think of the many days I spent on my Grandpa Sparks’ little farm and playing in his barn. This one is very similar to his except for the fact that his had a hay loft. Can anyone remember playing in your Grandpa’s barn and jumping from the loft onto heaps of hay below? If you didn’t grow up in the country like I did, you cannot truly appreciate the simple life and “serenity in nature” as shown in this photo.