My grandfather's house has always been a place for me to reflect. The house is over 250 years old, and contains the life stories of so many people, families, and travelers. I look at it as a continous cycle of life, and quintessential representation of the aspect of change and time. As one families memories draw to an end, as one life given to another, we trade the "ownership" of this house to a new set of memories and happenstance.
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