Puglia 

My sister and I ventured to Puglia together one Winter a couple of years ago. Armed with my point and shoot and two rolls of B&W film, we basked in the glow of the quiet Italian seaside. We spent slow days discovering our Grandparent’s hometown, connecting with them through food and love and culture, sitting in the quiet of the South, and practising a language we grew up around but never spoke. Connecting to ancestors: the alive and the passed.