Disappearing

Sometimes people ask me if I live in the city or outside and I say, "yes."  Our house is located in a subdivision but small farms are located within a mile or less.  This old barn is located on a main road and I've always liked it.  It's slowly disappearing because the owner is selling the wood which has acquired quite a bit of color and texture.  But the barn still retains its character and reminds me of bygone days.  There used to be horses in the field but I noticed their absence just before a new, red pickup appeared in the yard.  I jumped to a conclusion--but maybe I'm right.