To me, this barn is special for the lay of the brambles on the collapsed roof. I like the color of the dry grass, golden and hard. I like the light bule softness of the sky and the perfectly graduated shades of green. To someone else this barn is trivial to me it's a view of peace.

"There is no one who can define the word trivial for anyone else. Anyone who thinks they can without using the other as a reference is either insane or trival."