>>3472
The first one reminds me of my grandparents farm. They had an old wooden barn like that. They demolished it years ago, though.
The second one reminds me of home where I grew up. I used to stack wood with my dad in the summer and fall, and we put cut tarps over it just like that. I used to go out at night and haul logs in the snow from the stacks in the woods to the stack on the front porch. It wood be well below freezing, but wood get so hot from all the work that I wood have to take off my coat. I always enjoyed doing that. It was berry comfy to be out in the snow late at night in the dark.
I don't like where I live now. It's way too hot. Its 70°F out right now in the middle of winter.