|Elise Hofer Derstine. Photo by Libby Franklin|
I first met Elise at Goshen College, sitting on the front porch of her house, probably eating cheese. Such was the Monday evening ritual during that time. There are a few things I could quickly sense about Elise even then: She exudes the being of a writer and a woman of trajectory, is a witty conversationalist and a clearly darn good cook.
|A more urban Elise perspective. Photo by Tim Hofer|
|The farmer-esque lens: Muck boots and Pigs. Photo by Rod Hofer|