Home Place

An homage to the farm, the place of my earliest memories and my greatest influences. In the decades between those early memories and now, the old house has been razed, the land has been altered almost beyond recognition, and most of the people who guided me through my formative years, and even some of the companions of my own generation, are gone. Yet the farm lives vividly in my mind’s eye, pristine.

Images and text by Wanda Oliver, all rights reserved.