Friday, August 23, 2013

Fridays Fences

My husband was raised on a small farm in the Adelaide Hills. He was one of 6 boys and times were hard and money tight. His father was a returned serviceman who was trying to make a living off the land, with not a lot of success. Not much money for the necessities of life, let alone trying to feed, clothe and educate 6 boys.

 Making do was the way of life as is shown in this shot of farm buildings and fences. This photo was taken years after they left the farm, when some of the boys went back to scatter 'Ron's" ashes on the farm on which they had worked so hard to eke out a living. To this day we still describe a run down, falling down makeshift fence as a "Ron's fence".



Liz Needle

7 comments:

  1. Very rustic Liz. There are many farms scattered around the countryside with makeshift fences. Whatever is handy at the time will do.

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  2. I like that...a reminder of humble and hard times.

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  3. i like that a lot. making do is exactly how you get by. :)

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  4. The photo must bring back a lot of memories for you husband and his siblings.

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  5. I can relate to your post very well. I was born during the depression days.

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  6. I love Ron's fence! Great photo. Enjoyed your old sepia photos and the history of them too. Pamela

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