Yesterday I spent the morning wandering through Fairmount, the neighborhood that faces the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
The sun was shone brightly as the local mailman made his deliveries. The only noise on the narrow streets was from birds chirping and a pack of pre-teen runners stammering by. For a moment I felt like I was stealing something by snapping these photos. But seeing them a day later, it didn't feel like much of a crime anymore.