It is written and sung from my mother's perspective.  Mabel Schobert moved to the Melaval district when she was very young and lived there for most of her life; about 45 of those years were living in a house across the street from the elevators.  As a child, she saw them being built, and she watched them come down, the last of them in 1990.

The wooden grain elevators were multifaceted iconic symbols that meant many things to many people and still inspire a flood of memories for those that "knew" them.

So it's a song about a small piece of Saskatchewan prairie history disappearing, the dying of a small town, a point of reference removed, and it's about watching it all pass, through a process called "ageing".