Linking to Good Fences
The gate was closed to this little park in Sedona.
I thought this was an interesting house in Oracle, Arizona.
That picket fence reminds me of my grandmother's home in Idaho. One summer while staying with our grandparents, my cousin Julia and I were asked to paint the picket fence white. The problem was that we began to argue about how it should be painted and so grandpa separated us making us start at the two farthest ends of the fence.
To this day, Julia and I laugh about that day when we were young teens.
The gate was closed to this little park in Sedona.
That picket fence reminds me of my grandmother's home in Idaho. One summer while staying with our grandparents, my cousin Julia and I were asked to paint the picket fence white. The problem was that we began to argue about how it should be painted and so grandpa separated us making us start at the two farthest ends of the fence.
To this day, Julia and I laugh about that day when we were young teens.
what a cute story! :) hopefully you met in the middle.
ReplyDeletethanks for linking up! i like the weathered wood of the house and fence, too!
Stories from our childhood are the best! I see the argument didn't keep you and your cousin from remaining friends.
ReplyDeleteYour grandpa was a VERY wise man!
ReplyDeleteYou are bringing back the days of yore for me with these photos from AZ.
ReplyDeleteI bet you never see a picket fence without thinking of that! I love it, BTW!
ReplyDeletegreat piece of timber fence
ReplyDeleteBoth nice fence shots and your story about painting the fence as teenagers is just wonderful.
ReplyDeleteLovely images Ruth.
ReplyDeleteRe your comment on my fences photo...the ones with the cows looking at me...you ask if they wer looking at me asking where's the food. Oh, they most definitely were! NOt that they are mine, but I do know the look. They thought since we were pausing there that there was a chance....
ReplyDeleteArizona has the most interesting names for their cities. Oracle...that's awesome.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet for you and your cousin to have that memory about your grandparents' fence. :)
What a funny story. I have sisters too and we were known to get into it. Thanks for the visit. I too am very interested n genealogy...don't get me started. I found my GG Granfathers plantation...or the remains of it. Spent three yrs restoring the cemetery, which was about all that was left. The stories I could tell!...Janey
ReplyDeleteDifferent fence sights. I like the old one, where it is falling down. Nicely done,
ReplyDeleteThese are interesting. I especially love that second picture.
ReplyDeleteReally like the weathered wood fence
ReplyDeleteHaha. Sounds like typical kids to me. :-) Really enjoyed that second photo especially, Ruth! And yes, our snow has finally melted. :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat pictures. That is an interesting looking house and a fun story about you and your cousin-xo Diana
ReplyDeletegreat story and images.
ReplyDeleteoh, i am weak at heart for old, weathered wood!!
ReplyDeletei enjoyed your cute story!!!
Your story is sweet! No need to paint this one. Love the weathered wood.
ReplyDeleteSuch great shots. And I love hearing your story!!
ReplyDeleteLinda~
What a lovely story!
ReplyDeleteI like the weathered fence in the second photo - it totally matches the house.