I grew up in a smallish city, but I grew up on the borders of that city, so I’m a bit more of a country girl than one might expect. There is a wetland near my childhood home, and some little woods. My mother and father kept a garden for vegetables until I was a teenager, and when I was really little and we lived in an apartment, we rented a plot at the County Farm Park, which is even more wilderness than my backyard was.
So when I was given the opportunity to visit a large hunting estate in Spain, I jumped on the chance. The photos above are staggered– some American; some Spanish– to give the viewer a sense of both places, but also to help the viewer understand how from each place a different culture may spring, with common threads intertwined.