I went pretty literal with today's photo. It's our kitchen clock. I like that you can see the reflection of the rest of the room in the glass of the clock. I stole this clock from my Mom when Charlie and I moved back to New Hampshire. I like the retro vibe.
Speaking of time, is it just me or do the hours in a Friday work day seem to go by painfully slow? Also, time spent waiting for your brother who doesn't have a cell phone to show up at your house and never gave you a time that he would arrive also seems to go by slowly. I guarantee skiing this weekend will go by in the blink of an eye though.