A family makes yarn in the front yard.
I have had the privilege of restoring, and working the materials from, a lot of very old houses over the years that I have been in this unique building trade. I can’t help but reflect on the craftsmanship and beauty of these old structures as I work on them, but I also make an effort to reflect on the lives that must have been lived in them as well. The stories these old homes could tell, if only they could talk.
I wonder… what this woman is thinking as she sits here on this threshold.
And, I wonder what momma has in that big pan on her lap?
Originally posted 2015-09-04 17:44:47.