The second half

A new phase in a project marked by so many of life's changes. I had no knowledge when I began that this project would be a means to cultivate a deeper relationship with my Grandma. I never expected to discover so much of my Papaw in his workshop. I was not aware when I began that so soon after starting, I would also lose my Grandma. I had no idea that the house my great-Grandfather built, the house that raised my Mother, and the house that contained so many of my child-hood memories would be the home I raise my family in. So marks the second half...