Bar Harbor

Last weekend, we were up in Bar Harbor, Maine, and I took this photo of our friends’ three year old daughter. She was chasing our dog, Stephen, as he romped with a new friend named Zeus.  That blonde lab could cram two balls and three sticks into his mouth at the same time. It was incredible. 

To me: this photo is what childhood is about. What’s better than growing up, getting dirty outside, pouncing with dogs, and collecting sticks? Kids don’t needs fancy toys and televisions; they need family time, fresh air and real adventures. 


I want to insert the photo of my future child into this very shot. This moment, to me, represents all of the right ingredients of life. I am convinced that a sunny day and a handful of sticks is better for your heart and head than anything money can buy.