A few months ago Ben and I were on location shooting out around the Richmond Lowlands.
We were exploring a dead-end road where we found an old 1800's homestead and farm buildings in obvious disrepair. A neighboring farmer driving by stopped and chatted to us about the old house and farm... he told us an interesting story and then invited us in to have a look as he had been keeping an eye on the place for the owner.
It seems the farm was owned by a very old farmer who had died some three years ago. He lived there alone and on his death his two sisters took ownership of the property. Up until he died it was a working farm but the day he died everything stopped... everything was left just where it was and in those three years, nothing had been touched either inside the house or outside. The neighbour stated that the sisters were very private and didn't like anyone poking around the place except him... but he was happy to let us wander and take some shots.
The old tractors, farm machinery and vintage cars were left where they stood... silent and unmoved since the farmer's passing, and left to the elements, spiders and other catalytic instruments of decay.
We cautiously pushed open the door to the old kitchen, as it was all rotting and decayed... and there in the half light was the dusty kitchen table, still with cutlery, plates, biscuit tin, old newspapers and a clock, left as they had been the day the old farmer died. I took a shot and as we stood there, I wondered... was this all that was left of a lifetime?
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