Day 1: my grandfather's rhubarb

9 Years ago this weekend, my children were 4 & 7, I was a stay-at-home farm wife in my mid-40’s and searching for meaning in my life. On a whim, I embarked on a photography project which spanned 7 summers documenting those magical years of childhood that were so fleeting. I am now in my mid-50’s and a woman who didn’t exist in 2014. This chapter is different, but the season is the same. And so, on a whim today, I decided to embark on 100 Days Of Summer once again.