One of the ways I have been blessed is to have spent an inordinate amount of my childhood running wild in the out of doors. My children, for over a decade, grew up on a small farm in New Hampshire, and I was able to capture some great memories for posterity with my camera.
Kids ought to be able to run and play without worrying about anything but the next mealtime, at least sometimes in their lives. I always knew more or less where they were, and could call them in when needed, but with the Farm, they were able to roam and discover bugs, wildlife, and much more without needing me right at their sides. So these are a glimpse into the secret life of country kids… mind you, I’m biased because they are mine, but I think they are a big part of the promise and hope for a Beautiful America!
