10 Years Old Again

I couldn't help but go back to the Oxnard days. When we lived a mile away from our best friend, the year it rained and flooded her street dips and we got to play. There were five of us. 3 girls, 2 guys and lots of water and a change of clothes. We played for hours and all I can remember flopping in and out of the water and not having a care in the world.

So when I heard their screams and got a text from my mom telling me I'm missing good pictures I rushed outside, bumped up the ISO and started snapping away. Apparently the girls moved faster than my shutter speed but I couldn't help but post these technically imperfections. Because one day, I hope when they're older and they see little kids playing in the rain, they'll go back to the days when life was full of childhood and time passed without responsibility.









Happy Wednesday!