On my twenty-five minute drive to work, I pass nine traditional barns. By traditional I mean wooden. They look like this, except with field stones for the first floor instead of cement blocks.
There are a bunch of barns with siding instead of wood and metal machine sheds too, but it's the wooden barns I like to watch for. Of the nine, only two of them are in disrepair. Seven of them are well-maintained, with fairly fresh paint, repairs to the stonework, etc. I see so many derelict old barns around that it's heartening to know some people still care for these massive pieces of history.