Glorylight!

I was going through the pictures on my camera and remembering good times ... when I noticed a picture I took at my sister's house during the yard sale. Much to my amazement, I had captured a cloudy day heart, glorylight spilling from it's depths!

Stumped

Nearly every day I pass this old stump on my way to my car.
Nearly every day I have apparently been blind -
Not to notice this heart.
It's been waiting patiently for me
For a long, long time.

Broken Toy

Where children play, broken toys are inevitable. This Barbie-pink bit of a heart was near the old treehouse. I don't know what it broke off from, but I was glad to have seen it. Before I threw it away.

Silly String

Look what I found on the path ... another string heart! Good thing I saw it when I did, because the cat decided it was a wonderful toy and I have not seen it since.

Broken Hearted

Abandoned church.
Rain.
Bits of glass and debris.
Sodden ceiling.
Another broken heart.

Keep Off The Grass!

You wouldn't want to walk on this tiny little patch of green, because you might inadvertently step on a cute little heart!

A Critter Kind of Weekend - Spit Bug!!!

It was a critter kind of weekend for me. I took pictures of dragonflies, spiders, a moth with a 6" wingspan, and a baby rabbit. I noticed that, before the rainstorm on Saturday, there was an amazing number of spitbugs - they were everywhere! I have always disliked spitbugs, probably because of the "spit" part. But this one endeared itself to me by blowing its delicate bubble nest into the shape of a heart!

Cloudy Morning Heart

The clouds are heavy this morning,
Sometimes leaking tiny drops onto my head.
I didn't expect to find a heart,
In between the random showers.

Ah Nuts!

I don't like peanuts.
I have never liked peanuts.
I never will like peanuts.
I don't like peanut butter ...
Except when mixed with honey.

Around here peanuts get stale.
Then I don't feel so bad ...
When I feed them to the critters
First, though, I crush them.
And sometimes ... a heart happens.

I like hearts.
I have always liked hearts.
I still don't like peanuts.

Bits of Crayon

All the colors of the rainbow
Enthralled us -
Sometimes.
We would tear the paper off
Just because we could.
And throw it on the floor.

"Stay inside the lines"
"Don't write on the wall"


It hasn't changed.
Kids still love the colors of the rainbow
And don't stay inside the lines.
They write on tables and walls ...
And tear the paper off
Just because they can.

A crayon heart to be swept up.
Into the trash.
Is still beautiful.

Soggy Ceiling Tile

The abandoned church is wet. The roof is leaking, the windows broken out. The ceiling tiles are melting ... and falling down to the sodden carpets in pieces.

Hearts from Beth's House

A pinecone heart (center of center pinecone, on its side) from the cool planter by the front door of Sissie's historic house in Independence. I was lucky to be there for a couple of days to have a yard sale with her and her wonderful family. And to laugh.
And have fun.
Which we did.

Saturday morning revealed a heart the overnight storm left for me!

Rose petals were sprinkled around ... this one was especially for me.

I snuck around behind the shed to see what was there, and look what I found!

Likin' the Lichen

When it's dry outside these lichen are barely visible. They dry up into little black blobs that crackle if you step on them.

When they swell up in the rain, their glory is evident. If you step on them, you may end up on the ground wondering what you slipped on.

And you may have slipped on this beautiful, graceful, weird looking lichen heart.

Maybe it softened your landing. I certainly hope so!

Three Pinecones

I could see the hearts from a distance, caught in a pine tree. As I approached I realized these hearts were clusters of pinecones!