My husband’s childhood home is an amazing place. It stands outside of time. My children play where he played, they climb the same trees, follow the same paths, swing on the same porch swing. It’s hard to capture that with pictures, but I tried here to catch that wispy, dreamy feeling of the Brimberry.

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