One of the things I love about going back home to the farm for a visit is seeing the land. It’s like you know you’re almost home when you see the Colabine sitting out in the field.
I have to admit that I’m one of those people who’d rather sit and gawk out the window taking in the scenery rather than doing the actual driving most of the time. And I must say, lwhat a treasure it is when I spy some of the older generation barns with the paint faded, but still clinging, to what once was a tobacco or soft drink ad.
If only there were more driving down old country roads rather than highways, then we’d have no need for bill boards anymore, right? On second thought, there would be no such thing as back roads or country roads anymore, they’d just all be highways.
The ones I enjoy spotting and have seen most often from childhood are like this one, with the tobacco advertisment on the side.