Merrily Jenna: Red, Red Barns Everywhere

Sooo I know I mentioned in my first post that right now, I have a connection (ahem, ok it's an obsession) with red barns.

I don't know what it is about these pieces of our early history that makes me feel so drawn to them. It could be the vibrant red color that sticks out so regally against a bright blue summer sky, or it could be the stature and sheer vastness of the different roof angles, windows peeking out here and there, and the wonder of what treasurers lie inside. I could go on and on. But, I know the biggest reason that these big red beauties tug at my heartstrings every time I see one is because of the wave of nostalgia I feel every time my eye catches a glimpse, near or far. I am pulled back to my childhood, when most of my summer days were spent inside my grandparent's or the neighbors barn visiting the cows, pigs, and sheep, or tinkering with my grandpa's old tools, or swinging onto huge bails of hay at the Williams' barn down the street. It takes me back to the time when life was simple, when all I had to worry about was making sure we were inside before the yard light came on. When I felt like I would be a kid forever and my precious grandparents were eternally invincible; a time in my life where laying on blankets with my grandma Margie, Merrily sister Jessica, and my aunt Kortni in the middle of our vast green yard watching hundreds of shooting stars during a meteor shower at night was just another moment of my childhood. Thoughts never crossed my mind that these memories would become just that...memories that I reflect on now to remember my amazing grandmother and continue to keep her legacy and presense alive in my life. I was invincible, and I lived in the moment. To me, these red barns represent that state of mind...living in the moment. We are told to do this as adults, but is so much harder after enduring the stresses that adulthood entails. Let these red beauties be a reminder to me, and to you, our merrily readers, to try to do just that. 

Live in the moment. 

Every time I feel the little girl of my childhood stirring inside of me at the sight of these lovely structures, I will remind myself of who I was then: full of each day, and fulfilled with each moment. I hope you will do the same as well! 

A couple sidenotes: When I first started brainstorming for this specific blog, I intended to make it fashion related, however, as you can see it took a different path. I thank my strong headed grandma for that, who I believe guides me and is always with me. I miss her every single day.

Merrily Raechel is experiencing some computer issues, so I will try to take over and post as much as I can until she is back up and running again! 

Now....for your viewing pleasure, please scroll below, and enjoy. 

In Loving Memory of Margaret Eyvonne Myers

May you rest in peace, Grandma. <3

Here's to love and living in life's merrily moments,

xoxo

j