Old homestead falling back to the earth. Shall we tell a story about the Grandma and Grandpa who once lived here?
Where Grandma cooked supper
Where children chased fireflies
Green apples still blush as they ripen
Berries still shimmer in the morning dew
Where Grandpa once built a new table for Grandma, where he fed the horse, where he taught his boy to hammer nails.
We follow the path of life where it might lead, from our grandparents into this present moment.