The old farmhouse was dirty, derelict, and rambling, but this owner came to appreciate its vernacular roots.
The mismatched house at first made him nervous, but Elliott came to embrace it. With poodles draped on furniture and geese honking outside, it’s a moment between past and present.
ubka’s book is particularly apropos, as it chronicles the evolution of the Walker Farm just down the road, in Kennebunk’s Alewife
