If only time could stay still…
When?
Remember the times when you threw yourself on the floor not a care in the world?
When you did not mind if your trousers got wet, consumed by the urge to devour the instant moment?
Remember when all you ever wanted was to feel the texture that the floor had on offer?
When filling your pockets with those treasures dismissed by others?
Running endlessly truly believing that your were chased by spies?
When did I stop caring about the texture of the sand on my cheeks?
When did I start feeling too cold to run in the water?
When did I stop picking elastic bans from the floor?
When did I start emptying my pockets?
When did I stop running for fun?
Feeling nostalgic, note to myself…I must re-adjust the balance a bit more…
Spider Kids
I am spending time trying to figure out different ways of playing with the many photographs that I take…bear with me for a while, your feedback will be very valued as always, what you like or dislike would be great to hear 
I really liked the natural geometrical shapes of this snap and decided to increase it slightly.
