I've been taking so many photos at my 92-year-old aunt's home that I decided to turn them into a series. Everything is as it was 40 years ago, when I was a child discovering new things and exploring the woods at the edge of the yard. The rotary phone, old sewing machine, 1970 Chevy in the garage.... I wish I could describe the feeling I have when I'm there, this place of fond memories and quiet reflection. Hopefully, my photos will tell the story.