Last week I was reminded of my dream when visiting a friend's new house. It had a beautiful detached barn complete with old-barn smell, chewed horse stalls and antiques in the process of being refinished. Yep, pretty much heaven.
(The barn sits on a hill overlooking the White Mountains.)
(The best part about those blinds on the right window? That's a horse stall, complete with salt lick and feeding bucket...and apparently lace blinds!)
(I love this weathervane.)