Snaps from the last few days, dog sled rides, human sled rides, a 3 month old niece and more boarding.
Light lays in every corner, easing in between tree branches like fog.
Day 1 in Lake Placid, NY. We are here on our annual ski trip and Dylan and I are also putting the new J. Lindeberg ski line through the paces. Follow along here.
I met Mike Drapkin when he was the manager at Vestry Wines in TriBeCa. He used to pour me tasting glasses that got me buzzed and talked about wine in a way that made me want to care about it. I wanted to be his friend and told him such. Years later I had a chance to spend evenings on his porch, photograph his wedding and a few days ago I visited his wine shop in Kingston, NY.
It is such a pleasure to see your friends become the people you always talked about them becoming.
This flag was given to my friend Mike’s great Aunt after his Uncle’s plane went down in World War II. It’s been passed down through his family and now it’s hanging in Mike’s wine shop in Kingston, NY.
Imagine for a moment you are running through the woods. Arms pump like pistons, your breath tactile in the cold morning air. Now imagine there is a pack of wolves nipping at your heels as your catapault yourself through that morning and through those woods. What would you do? What could you do?
You keep running. You keep your eyes forward and your arms pumping and the only thing you don’t do is look back. Doing that would certainly cause you to trip and be consumed, so, you keep running.
Business isn’t much different. You enter a space, the space becomes crowded, happens every time. The only thing you can do is stick to your plan and keep running. Pandering and reacting to your competitors is the surest was to trip, to be consumed.
Pay no attention to the wolves at your heels.