family
Cool, crisp, bright autumn days are a good match for a curious young lad to whom hollow sticks, pine needs, and moss covered rocks are the best toys (though a pocket full of cars is a requisite as well). The Costello family are kind, happy folks, and their little one Oliver is as cute as a button and pretty much has the most amazing silvery eyes I've ever seen. Won't you spend an afternoon with us?
Although I love our life in the city, my heart will always be grounded firmly in the forested countryside where I grew up. My sister and her husband decided to purchase a beautiful old century home (it was once a school house) just a few miles from my parents. You pass through a covered bridge, by fields of golden hay bales shimmering in the sun, and turn into a gravel driveway along which you will find a white guardian goose and the happiest, friendliest dog you ever will meet.
Lindsey and Chris are true homesteaders, cultivating hops, pears, plums, peaches, and apples. Raising chickens for their eggs and soon, milking goats. My nephews, their beautiful children, run around the property barefoot, learning the names of flowers, helping in the garden, and picking fruit as it ripens. It seems to me they are receiving such a precious education in their pre-Kindergarten years. I'm always up for a visit , especially when it involves photographing this lovely bunch.
