We've Got Our Own Sense Of Time {Photography}

We've got our own sense of time:

Walks midday 

Blurry eyes

Wind rushing through my curly hair

Running wild down the street

Sutter clicks

Icy sidewalks

Puddle jumping

Drenched shoes

Refections 

Sun shinning through the branches

Slow speed limits 

Cooked carrots 

Cupcakes 

Empty shoes

Bare feet

Wet doggie noses

Open doors

My Sunday...