Sepia Saturday 218 is about fences and washing and other domestic things. Click here to read more Sepia Saturday stories. I found this great photo of my great grandma, who this blog is named after. We are not sure how old she is here, maybe 8 or 9 years old. She was born in 1900 which puts this photo at about 1908. We are not even sure where the photo has been taken? Her family were living in Ohoka at the time on a farm there. But why would her photo be taken right next to a corragated iron fence when there were lovely gardens at the house. So this photo is from a more urban setting. A table with flowers and books and an ornament grace the table that she leans on, yet there is an ugly fence behind her!
She looks kind of grumpy too. Was she forced to stand still for too long and was getting more and more grumpy. Or maybe the sun was just too bright. It reminds me of some of the faces she pulled when I knew her in her 80s and 90s. She lived in a rest home for the last ten years of her life and hated it there. I loved my great grandma. She had such soft skin on her wrinkly face. She told great stories of her childhood, riding horses to school and having hair so long she could sit on it. She used to wear it in a long plait down her back. She had a wonderful childhood on the farm at Ohoka. She remembers climbing trees to get the juicy apples! Such memories of freedom and the colours, flavours and pure joy of childhood which lasted her whole life!
My great grandma died when she was 96 after living a good long life.