Some of the posts on our ranch were set by my grandfather and his partner, Alec Knox, as early as the 1950's. With our relatively dry climate and rocky soil, some are still standing, like this one. You can see the grooves on the right side where the wood has been worn down by wires that were worked loose and whipped by the wind. This old guy has been around almost as long as the road that runs beside him, originally a wagon track that runs between our house and my cousin's place to the west.
In places the ruts are worn so deep the axles drag on our four wheel drive pickups. It's definitely not the interstate, but I'll take it anyway.
Today's my day over at the other blog, so if you'd like to know why my husband has that black eye, tune in here: For Worse...or Maybe Better
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4 comments:
We still have old posts that were set by my grandfather, as well. Keep an eye on the cedar posts. If they split or are no longer usable, you may be able to sell them for a good price. They are coveted by artists because of their age and beauty when they are carved.
Love those pics and love that little pieces of history still stand!
Kari, your blog is my little oasis. Sometimes I just wander over and run the slideshow. It fills me with peace. Okay, and a little envy, because I wish I had that view! Thanks for sharing.
My word verification is "brapashu," which sounds like some kind of shaman of brassieres! What say you Brapashu? ;)
One day I hope my grand children, and great grand children, and so forth can write something like this. Be a house, a fence, or whatever.
Sigh.
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